I have been hanging around all morning staring out my large living room windows and refreshing the online radar map.  The weatherman has been calling for storms and rain all day but until just recently, it has been clear!  I will run in rain but not storms.  So, I am waiting for the storm to come and to pass.

I ate this boring pre-run food for nothing?

dietitian business

Work on Friday was a constant quick pace.  There was no lag time while at cardiac rehab.

I intrigued all patients with this blocked artery demonstration.  Just kidding.  This thing is just on the desk that is in my office over there.  I feel like all I really did was be the damper on life due to calling out all high Na food.

Usual Friday lunch occured-eat here and there while charting.  All of my six of my scheduled patients showed up (near miracle).  I returned a few patient phone calls with any scrap of time that I could find.  After the last patient of the day, I realized that I still needed to chart on my 3 Monday patients.  Charting on patients via nutrition center takes longer than other notes.  I had been planning on leaving work in the next half hour though.  Challenge accepted!  Power charting returned again.  I cranked out 3 notes, printed them, stuffed them in envelopes, looked up the doctor’s office locations, and put them all in the mailbox within 45 minutes.  I may have stayed 15 late, but I set a person record for charting.

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I thought that I had left work behind but clearly didn’t.  I was sitting at the stoplight to get out of hospital campus and found my calculator in my coat pocket.

I’m so used to grabbing it because I constantly use it when I’m with patients and back at my desk for charting.

I reached in my other coat pocket to make sure I grabbed my phone.

I found my pager instead.  Really? 

I came home and needed to rest.  Power charting takes a lot out of a dietitian.   Maybe not, but it had been a busy week with work and runs. 

Once hunger got the best of me, I made the usual Friday night pizza.  Pear and balsamic version tonight.

I swear, the better my running gets, the worse my pizzas turn out.  The crust was slightly overcooked yet chewy. 

And it’s still not storming.  What a joke…