Now, just because my mom thinks I'm cool does not automatically mean the contrary. I actually think she brags about me quite a bit to all her work and social friends, but that's another post.
I don't often receive affirmations at work, so when they've come in pouring all week I figure it's worth a blog post. During my residency, a preceptor told me that every day you should look for one thing that went well ... many days that might be that you left on time, actually got to take a bathroom break or maintained professional composure. This week I've had an abundance of good things. Encouragement and praise from my bosses, the folks in the other office, and several patients. It's that patients that matter to me most, for they are the ones I serve. I am to be Christ to them; using the gifts, talents and abilities I have been entrusted with. So I am a pharmacist in a hospital and in a clinic. I advocate for the best for each patient and their family. This week I must have done something in the course of my day to day activities that made a difference. And I am blessed, for I have been used by God.