Can't believe it's Sunday again :0( (boohoo) and, worse yet, tomorrow is MONDAY! (eek!). Weekends just fly by... which doesn't seem quite right, since most of the work week drags on so S-L-O-W-L-Y. Honestly, I can't stand the thought of going in tomorrow to another joyous week (not) of work, but as I've said before, I have no choice in the matter :(, so I know I'll be taking that dreaded, but familiar trek into work...

Today I went to visit my parents and my Dad asked if I have been communicating more with my bosses since our little meeting. I actually have been... Ok, in reality, that's not saying much seeing that I had little to no communication prior to that meeting. But, improvement is improvement... I'm hoping they see that too. However, I know I can't just assume that they are seeing progress being made, I have to inquire and find out. My Dad suggested that I go in and talk to T. again and find out if they see improvement or if they think there are more things I need to improve upon. I know it's a good idea, but, truthfully, it's not one that I am that keen on.

I don't really understand it myself, but I have a hard time talking to A & T. Well, I guess I sort of understand it.... they really aren't the friendliest or easiest people to talk to, but, saying that, I can't let that stand in my way of doing a good job. So I'm going to try and do that tomorrow. I'm sure it will be a struggle and something I'll have to force myself to do, but it has to be done. I figure the more I do this, the more comfortable it will become discussing issues and problems with them and future bosses. Hopefully, it will go well.

Speaking of jobs... I actually applied for a position at Danbury Hospital as a Certified Medical Coder. Back in December, I took the test for my certification. I thought I had failed it, because I ran out of time at the end and started choosing random answers... which is somewhat odd, seeing that it's a 5 hour long test. But it happened...the time passed so fast and before I knew it the proctors were announcing that they were collecting the tests. When I finished, I almost didn't care that I failed. I was just so glad that it was over- that's how bad the test was.

To my complete shock and surprise, I passed the test. I think I had to read the letter twice to believe it- I thought it had to be a mistake. But I didn't receive any calls or mail to state that it was, so I guess I managed to pass somehow. I think in many ways, I still can't believe it.

Now, I have had this certification since December, but it's just been sitting in my drawer collecting dust. Thursday, I happened to go on to the hospital's website, noticed the job for Coder posted, and decided to apply. Honestly, I am not sure it's what I want to do either, but after taking courses for about a year and a half and taking that awful test, I want to at least give it a shot. You never know unless you try. So I'm hoping that I'll hear from HR soon... guess we'll see.

Other than that, not much else to report. My mom keeps giving me these nice compliments on how I look, but I think it's mostly in effort to try and dissuade me from doing what I am contemplating. I am still continuing to give it serious thought. Some days, I'm like "maybe I shouldn't..." and there are other days when I'm like, "I just want to do it NOW and get it over with"... but I really don't want to rush the decision. I don't think that would be smart.

I have two more appointments set up to attend- I think I'm going to wait and see what happens with those appointments before coming to a final decision. My goal is to really spend some time discussing my options with these surgeons, ask a lot of questions, and find out their opinions too. I am a strong believer on educating oneself regarding medical issues, whether elective surgery or conditions like Diabetes. If I didn't spend time finding out all I could about it, I wouldn't feel right about going through with it. As things stand now, if I had to venture a guess which way things are going to go, I would guess that I'm probably going to go through with it. But one never knows...