Favorite Shoes…

This morning the writing prompt was about my favorite pair of shoes I decided to write about my boots, they are a form of footwear so that is why I chose them specifically. It reminds me of a question from last year I answered.

I have a pair of sneakers I found from the Terre Haute Carnival Shoe Store when I worked at DaVita. I remember having troubles finding a pair of shoes that were supposed to meet the guidelines including being washable and feeling good. My second week of training at Mount Vernon I got to wear my new shoes they were black and white swirls with pink highlighting the shoelaces that didn’t have to be tied they were there just for the color and fanfare. They were the most comfortable shoes I had to work in. I got lots of comments from them.

Also as part of the job I got lots of droplets of blood on them. They had to be washed multiple times. When I got to Fresenius these shoes quickly became ancient ironically I still have them, once I had to quit I used them to walk in when I needed to get fresh air and exercise to help stem the effects of my ulcer. I don’t wear them now, but they remind me of some pretty incredible memories of patients and coworkers who made an impact on my life.

As I said last night something interesting happened yesterday. An employer asked me to apply for a position and today I have another message after having completed the application and the assessment. The ulcer took a lot from me about the job at Dialysis. After some wishful thinking last March, that door was closed for good. I tried really hard to be adaptable. Looking for ways to still use what I had learned in a different way even though I was not certified. I wanted so badly to become a Medical Scribe and give it a shot because I could do the two things I enjoyed doing together. I love typing and I have enjoyed learning medical terminology and I am still using that knowledge I have with my family when they ask. It was something I really wanted, but no experience means no job even when you know pretty much what the basic components are to the job.

These shoes have not been worn in a while. Though these messages may mean that I may be putting them on again until I can get another pair. This job will be different… and it will be a Godsend if all works out. It has been a whole year of searching for something while it took 7 months to heal from the ulcer. My hair was cut as a message to show I was on a new chapter and a better healthier version of myself.

The experiences I have had have been stirring and consequential. I am extremely grateful God has been my guide through these arduous times and I still don’t know what to expect from this as of yet. Tomorrow my uncle has an appointment with a neurologist a different one than I go to, but it is down in Vincennes where this possible job position availability is. I am needed to help remember what is said during the appointment and ask questions I think are necessary at this time.

It feels like a lot of things have been happening within the past 72 hours. It’s all just a bit overwhelming. Thankfully it is Monday and some bright spots are shaping up for this week.

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