A Fleeting Thought

We are responsible for giving consumers their medicines, and if we miss one of their "meds," we get written up and disciplined. However, I have two medications that I am supposed to take, and many times I forget to take my meds. It just makes me think of how many things that consumers don't have choices about, even if they think they do, or we as employees think they do. Yes, they have the right to refuse their meds, but they also have someone documenting if they do so. Same with work: I can call into work if I'm feeling ill, but none of the consumers can. Some of them cannot even take a nap if they're tired. Sometimes this just gets me down and I wanted to get it off my chest.

So I've always hated blogs, but lately I've had a lot on my mind that I felt the need to tell someone, even if that someone is just me. Ergo, I will just blog it, then, even if I'm the only one to read it, at least I got it off my chest. So here goes: my first blog.



Saturday night, I took one of the consumers I work with to an Indianapolis Indians baseball game. My supervisor and his daughter also went with us, because his daughter had been wanting to go see a game. My supervisor is currently going through a divorce, and his daughter is about the same age I was when my parents got divorced.



On the way home, we were talking about how it was good for them that we left the game a little early, because they needed to get up early for church the next day, and my boss also mentioned to his daughter that she would be going home early to go with her mother. His daughter was really upset and kept saying, "But I want to stay with you." She almost started crying because she was so upset. Immediately I had flashbacks of my parents' divorce and how I was always telling one parent or another that I didn't want to leave them. Kids don't understand why both of their parents can't be in the same house anymore. I think what really hit home for me was my boss telling her how much it meant to him to spend time with her. I heard my dad say that a lot growing up, and I never really appreciated how hard it must have been for him to not see his kids.

So maybe what I'm getting at is that kids never really understand the full impact of divorce until they're older. I always thought my parents' divorce was for the best, and it probably was. But, hearing my boss's daughter say that, and hearing how upset he was at having his daughter leave him on Sundays, made me realize just how devastating divorce is for both adults and children.