It finally happened.
Saturday afternoon. Mid-shift 2 out of 3. I was walking down the hall and one of the attendants asked me if the patient in Fast Track 3 had gone home.
And I, with all of the competence and confidence of someone who works in the ER and actually knows what she is doing, responded "YES!"
At which point I knew....there was no turning back. I was now officially and functionally part of the team. I knew what was going on. I didn't have to ask anyone else the answer. I didn't doubt for a second whether or not *Mr. Adams* had been discharged or not. I answered the question with absolute brilliance and continued on to do one of the eight oh-so-important tasks that where on my to-do-list.
And that one moment - amidst the thousands of "I wish I had some clue what was going on right now" moments that occurred that day - made me realize that it is only a matter of time before more ER light bulb moments occur. And that before I know it, I will wake up one day to find myself feeling like I belong there. And that once that happens, it will only be a matter of time before it all makes sense and the whole reason I decided to climb this crazy mountain reveals its beautiful purpose.
Because now that what I believed to be impossible has happened, I know the miraculous is possible.
*name has been changed to protect patient privacy. Obviously. This isn't Liberia.
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It finally happened.
Saturday afternoon. Mid-shift 2 out of 3. I was walking down the hall and one of the attendants asked me if the patient in Fast Track 3 had gone home.
And I, with all of the competence and confidence of someone who works in the ER and actually knows what she is doing, responded "YES!"
At which point I knew....there was no turning back. I was now officially and functionally part of the team. I knew what was going on. I didn't have to ask anyone else the answer. I didn't doubt for a second whether or not *Mr. Adams* had been discharged or not. I answered the question with absolute brilliance and continued on to do one of the eight oh-so-important tasks that where on my to-do-list.
And that one moment - amidst the thousands of "I wish I had some clue what was going on right now" moments that occurred that day - made me realize that it is only a matter of time before more ER light bulb moments occur. And that before I know it, I will wake up one day to find myself feeling like I belong there. And that once that happens, it will only be a matter of time before it all makes sense and the whole reason I decided to climb this crazy mountain reveals its beautiful purpose.
Because now that what I believed to be impossible has happened, I know the miraculous is possible.
*name has been changed to protect patient privacy. Obviously. This isn't Liberia.