I realized something today. I’ve regained my smile and my laughter.
It was gone for a while. But it’s back.
Today one of our sales reps was in the office. I’m not a fan of sales reps. (This guy is rooting for the Cardinals in the Super Bowl, so what’s not to love? HAHA) Anyway…he told me that I have a great smile. He’s a sales rep, so I really don’t take what he has to say seriously. Because he’s in sales. However, when he said that, I realized that I am smiling again.
There are times in my life when I cannot physically smile. It’s not necessarily depression…but when circumstances are too hard, I find it difficult to smile, to laugh.
Right now, I’m loving my life. I’m learning new things everyday. I’m enjoying the interactivity with patients. The more days that pass, the more thrilled I am to have this opportunity. I find myself thinking about work. A lot. And it’s not with an attitude of complaining, as was the case in the past. I think of little things that happen during the course of the day and chuckle. I think of things that we can improve. I am trying to wrap my head around what exactly my job is. I love that I can’t define it, but that I am becoming able to do it.
So, I got my smile back. The muscles in my face hurt because they’ve not been used in a while. But it feels great. Kind of like walking a few miles, uphill on the treadmill everynight.