Count it all Joy

It has been a long while since I have made general comments concerning my care. If you are in a facility, have someone coming to your home, and have to depend upon the whims of others, I don’t have to say much. You know the frustrations of working with the uneducated, unskilled, and under-motivated. It’s endless. I don’t mention them because they are like meddlesome flies or mosquitoes. You know God has a purpose for them but have no clue what it is.

Rather than spending a lot of time on those who have yet to master closing the door, I will focus on the Allstars. I have people who are consistent, thoughtful, knowledgeable, and who make my life pleasant and comfortable. I can’t say it enough, “I appreciate you!” And the best that I can, I will keep the pressure on management to manage. They do you a disservice when they allow staff members to have poor attendance and performance. From a resident’s perspective, our care is sacrificed to have someone on the books. No, dear misguided manager, you are understaffed whether they come to work or call in with their multitude of excuses.

Cuddos to the reliable and stellar staff members who show up, know, and do their jobs. I can’t provide achievement pins or candy enough to indicate your value. Good job. Until you’re better paid, please know that I think of all you contribute when I say in Gomer Piles’ voice, “Thank you, thank you, thank you.” Please close my door. Every time.

No one can figure out your worth but you. Pearl Bailey. Simplysaidbysimon you are one in a million. ALS – Always Listening Simon. Thanks, Jilliane.