Holla all. Not sure if I'm caught up. My first week back at full time was just...difficult. I mean, it was okay..... Just hard.
Dr. Evil did not do a single thing on the plan dude that head boss wants us to do to be "communicating." I mean I go in and say "Um so X Y and Z patient" do you want to "huddle"? (I hate that term by the way, it SUCKS for some reason always makes me think we are doing football not healthcare.)
And he was like, "Oh I don't read the charts and have of them don't show up anyway."
I was like, "Biink. Blink. Blink. Okay. So ah do you want me to ask you MAs about them before I go in or what? and he says that is totally fine, so I do that. Turns out he doesn't tell his MAs anything either (or so they say.) I just read the darn charts going back However Far I had to to find a doctor with some competence so I could read a note. Also checking diagnoses and problems etc.
I went in to tell evil doc how my visit went but I kept it short.
I am keeping a log but I may do this a few more times, recording it, just in case I NEED it. Because we have a f/u meeting with head dude and if I was (well I am) on a performance improvement plan I would freaking READ mine and also STICK to it, if only in the most cursory of fashions.
LOL Evil doc has to keep running home at lunch to Bisbee 80 minute round trip to let the dog out. His wife just left. In the spirit of "milk of human kindness" I did tell head doc if he ever needed a place to stash his dog during the week, he'd be more than welcome to use one of my two (very well fenced) yards I mean one even has a very disreputable but still functional dog house in it. I felt fairly safe in my offer-- I knew evil doc would not take me up on, but I really want to display as much Milk of Human Kindness as I can.
I did not think he would say yes. He did not disappoint.
Anna