“Ummmhmmm?” I was trying to figure out what button to push to get his tetanus booster to propagate into the right field of his health maintenance screen. I had a cuss word on the tip of my tongue that really wanted to get said…
“Are you happy?”
That made me stop what I was doing and look up at him.
People don’t often ask me that question. Most people just assume that I am super happy. I mean, I do have that nice looking fake wedding ring, right? Plus, there is the fact that I work hard to project joy and happiness for my patients. They don’t need me dragging all of my baggage into their office visit.
But now that the question had been asked I took a momentary inventory of my happiness quotient. Am I stressed? Sure am.
But, am I happy?
Then it hit…
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