I begin today's blog entry with this happy memory from my childhood — the ubiquitous puddy tat that always seemed be somewhere nearby at my great aunt and uncle Spickard's house next door as I was growing up.

This morning, Susan has gone to take care of a patient being discharged from the hospital. She has to dress a wound. I've been struggling with anxiety and depression and messaged my friend-in-similar-straits, KB, via Facebook Messenger, to inquire about how well he's coping with his own symptoms.

I think I've been so stressed at work at Adanta that I've felt the urge to escape, but I wonder if I'm not better off to stay put and see it through. I only lack 4 years till full retirement. At least that will be a few hundred dollars a month, and I could then seek to embark on another 10+ year career elsewhere (or else re-contracting with Adanta).

I've also been working on the Unit 4 Step 2 lesson in my C# programming social learning units on my Facebook group.

Today was a busy day at work. Of course, Wednesdays usually are, since that's Dr. H and the nurse practitioner's day. I had fourteen in TR! That's our best turnout in 2019.

I found this pic of Millie in my lap, taken back in November of 2013. She used to sit in my lap often when she was young. As for her orientation, what can I say? That's a scent she likes.

Several people at work seem really stressed with the direct-time requirements. And S seems depressed. She's tired all the time and said she's ready for a change. I think she may have been talking about more than just her job.