More bite the dust

No pictures. No words of joy. It's a pretty bleak time in the world where I work. This past week, four people have handed in their two weeks notice. Another just up and took retirement and Friday was her last day. She was rather overdue for retirement, in my opinion, but this one has direct impact on my environment because she's from my department. All this is happening along with a new computer system (that I have yet to be trained on) coming up on May 31.

Pressure? You think?

I admit that of all the resignations, only one really drops my heart into my stomach. The others...eh...
But Terry, he and I go back to the very beginning of my 30 years at my hospital. His kids were born around the same time as mine. I've known his wife for just as long and we have mutual friends. Now, it's not like I won't keep in touch, but this fellow is a premiere blood banker. You don't just post an ad and find someone with his level of expertise. I'm thinking of the greater good and not my own loss.

I wish Terry the best of luck. He'll do well wherever, but frankly, I wish it was still at Community Hospital.
I hope CMHP wakes up soon and sees the caliber of people they're losing. And, I sincerely hope I'm not forced into that same situation. So far, so good.

But then, tomorrow is another day...