One Door Closes......

Published on 24 May 2024 at 03:14

  Another true quote lived it myself. I knew failure for the first time. It can really render you hopeless, breathless, leave you wondering if you are good enough. Like an ex that up and leaves you with no warning, it feels like a punch in the gut or sucker punch.

   I had to stop by the clinic one last time to pick something up I left behind. I knew my doctor would be there, so I picked up smoothie for him one last time. After all, he gave me a chance, I felt indebted to him for believing in me. For helping this knew M.A. develop some skills. It was really hard to find a job with no experience in this field. 

 

    I gave him his smoothie, he voiced his thoughts about the practice to me, plus the fact that he was about to leave. He was shocked they had let me go. He knew nothing about it. He finally told them he would be leaving in a couple of weeks. He said he would be going back to a company he use to be on the board with. He then tells me their urology group was hiring, I should use him as a reference. He would vouch for me as a medical assistant. He said thank you, you did an excellent job for me. This company knows me, I helped build the company. Apply there, I think you have good chances for work there.  He was sincere, I already had one internist from there ready for me to use as a reference. Now I had 2. 

       I had hope again. The following Monday, I updated my resume, printed out my reference letters, and got online, applied to the company my doctor had advised. I sent the letters with my application, resume, and credentials. I now had a year under my belt with 2 physicians as a reference and volunteer work to list as well. I had no knowledge of urology, except of course, all the parts involved in urology. Never had a dream to be in urology. But, then again, who does? It's one of those specialties you just somehow end up in. Then, once there, you don't want to leave. Never in a million years did I think I would be working in a Urology clinic with the most down to earth doctors, fun, sassy, and gracious M.A.'s, Quirky and helpful front office staff, and patients that would make my job as rewarding as I felt it to be. 

    The next day, I received a call for an interview with Brittney the office manager. I made it for two days later on a Thursday. That gave me enough time to pick an outfit and practice my interview. 

    Thursday came, I went in, checked in with a sweet, pretty African American woman. She came off very warm, and attentive. I waited a couple of minutes. I'm called into the office by Brittany, a tall slender, younger woman, very soft spoken, but, I was very comfortable in her presence. I told her about the many things I learned as an m.a. in internal medicine. Not knowing anything of urology. She assured me that I would be thoroughly trained. She said the Back-office supervisor was out that day and she was sorry I didn't get to meet her.  She took a liking to me quickly; I know I had that new M.A. energy radiating off of me. Ready to work and do my thing, willing to learn whatever they threw at me. And I did, I wanted to know it all. I wanted to be comfortable in my skin, confident in everything I did. This specialty was completely new to me, so a sense of nervousness did set in. 

 

   I want you to meet the doctor, so I'm going to see if he is available to talk to you for a couple of minutes. Basically, my second interview was about to happen. 

 

   She comes back to get me, I follow her into the doctor's own personal office. I see a man about my age sitting with a white coat on, glasses, with red hair trimmed and clean cut. He spoke with a New York accent. His office had wall to wall radiology films, cd's laying out on a desk behind the chair I was sitting in. Piles of papers on his desk, though they were neatly in a stack and not spread out all over the desk. 

   He confirmed my experience to be a year. He let me know there were nurse visits to be done when I am not in clinic with him. He told me his specialty in urology was the kidneys. Such as kidney stones, kidney cancer, upj obstructions, etc. He was in surgery 2-3 days out of the week. He explained chart prep, catheter placements, removals, etc. 

  

  He understood, i had no experience with any of those things. I assured him I was more than willing to learn. He also said he needed someone to purge his films and put them in order for his surgeries. That was really obvious. He asked me if it would be ok if he called my previous doctor. Yes, of course, I told him. And he did, he called him right them with me in the room. My doctor did as promise he gave me an excellent review. So this doctor was convinced and willing to give me a shot. He told me I would be in training for a while on their systems and in clinic. The back-office supervisor would be advising me of my training.  So I got the job!!! I got a tour of the place right then, there were 6 physicians working in the office right then, the m.a.'s were all quiet either at the computer or rooming.

 

    I had seen 5 ladies at that time, one M.A. acknowledged me and said hello, the others were to busy to notice. It was quiet, but, controlled. The atmosphere was that of a busy morning, nothing more. Nothing intense in the air, I didn't sense any type of animosity, frustration, or dismay from anyone. This felt as if it would be the beginning of something great. I could see myself there for some reason. Everything just seemed to fall into place. No, it wasn't pediatrics, but I felt that God wanted me there for a reason. So I would put pediatrics on the back burner for now. I felt like I was just taken out of a bad situation to be given something so much better. My pay would be 5 dollars more an hour than what I was making. It just felt right, like it was meant to be. I was able to see that God was looking out for me right then. I was only out of a job for 3 weeks. 

 

  What was tears and worry 3 weeks before had turned into joy and relief. Thank you, lord!! I felt like I had won the lottery. I was able to let my family know the good news. To show them, I did it, helped them to know they could too. One door closes......another one opens. That is what God does for you! It was only later that I found out, what he had planned for me. Never lose faith, believe, it is for a reason as it usually is. 

 

 

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