Death Wish

As of right now, I work in the health care field. I’m an executive in a privately own corporation that specializes in comprehensive family medicine. We operate on a hybrid type system that allows for traditional continuity of care appointments with open access for urgent or acute issues. The future family practice initiative is old news for us as we operated a higher functioning facility long before the initiative came to be written. Yes, yes, this all sounds extremely humanitarian like, and I should be proud of my position, having gained it at an early age as my parents still have not ascended to an executive level position in the jobs they have held for 20 some odd years. But I’m not the humanitarian in this whole system. My direct responsibility is to continue development of the corporation and to keep it profitable. Note above, I did not mention that we are a non-profit corporation, a community clinic, or an affordable sliding scale clinic.

Quite honestly, I hate the health care field. I merely stumbled upon this job, looking for cash only, but here I am, 6+ years later, still love/hating my job. Out of all of my jobs in the past, this one has brought me more death wishes, wishes of severe illness, threats of legal suit, and threats of harm to myself and the practice. My most recent wish is from a woman, who kindly passed on the responsibility of her life into my hands, stating that it would be my fault if she were to die of cancer and the same fate she wished on me. During this interchange, she attempted the stare of death, which has no effect on me. What is it with people? Does it really make you feel better to make such an obtuse statement to someone you have known for less than 5 minutes? What’s your worst interaction with a co-worker or customer? I have so much blood on my hands, I’ve been doomed to an eternity of pain and suffering.