A Friday Night Twist

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My clinic will be shutting its doors and closing in two weeks now.  We are being absorbed. combined into another clinic.  New York State is saying they are saving money.  Lots of feeling about it.  Its like a free for all at our  clinic. We are being squeezed into a smaller building  in much smaller offices and there are a lot of problems and I suspect it will be a side show for a while once the annexation takes place.  

I use humor a lot. to get myself through some tough situations.  Ive been known to throw myself under my desk and tell the senior nurse I am not coming out.  When I am not being angry and hostile about the move I have been just sending  streams...I am sure that is the right word;  streams  of sarcastic comments to the office manager, who is about as unhappy if not more so about the move than I am.  As I was vacillating through intense hostile and angry comments  and some rather humorous ones,  she said to me " Anita. we just have to smile to get through this otherwise we wont."  "We can smile all together! "  Thats great advice. for me,  for  anyone going through something they think is unmanageable.  Smile,  tell life;  is that all you got?   

So my twist of gratitude is for the reminder that I need to smile .  

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