Blessed Surrender
It was one of the scariest moments of my adult life - the reality that I could be fired from my job. As I walked out of that massive hospital into the cool air, walkin the two blocks to the parking structure and to my car, the events of that afternoon confrontation weighed heavily on me. Heavy on my emotions, my nervous system and my mind. "Are you ready for the survey?" the overeager CNO asked me in the hallway as I was bringing a hamper back to the laundry room in the core hallway. He was coming out of C unit and caught me by surprise. I looked at him and turned slightly away, waving my hand toward him and saying, "I just sent you an email. We'll talk later." We were alone in the hallway and just 10 minutes earlier, I had told a coworker, "Don't let me talk to Patrick. I just sent him an email expressing my concern that he canceled a staffing meeting to finally help us problem solve and hear our concerns. I really don't want to see him!...