First Day

I don’t remember too much from my first day of work. I think it was just so overwhelming to be in a familiar environment, and yet have everything different from what I’m used to. Most of the day passed in a blur with new information bombarding me at all angles. What I do remember is getting up extremely early just in case I got lost finding the rehabilitation department or there happened to be some morning traffic. I ended up having to wait in my car for 40 minutes until 8:00 rolled around. I have since learned that what constitutes “traffic” here is 3-5 cars in line at the round-a-bout.
One of the first things I noticed about the hospital is that nobody wears scrubs. Every department is assigned a uniform. At first, the thought of wearing a uniform seemed appealing. It would cut down on my morning preparation time. However, after getting a good look at the rehab uniforms, I would gladly get up a few minutes earlier if it meant I didn’t have to wear such a hideous outfit. The uniform consists of teal colored slacks (or should I call them high waters) and a navy blue polo shirt. Who ever thought that teal and navy would be a good color combo? To make it even worse the sizes come in large or extra large. You do have the choice of mixing it up a little and wearing a teal skirt or teal shorts instead of the pants. I decided straight away that I wouldn’t be caught dead wearing the shorts, so I ordered three pairs of pants. I was warned I may change my mind when summer comes along, however, I seriously doubt it. I’ve posted lots of pictures on this blog, but you will never see one of me in my working gear! (Well, maybe if you pay me, but it would have to be big money!)