Back in October, I received a promotion at work. It was a promotion from an in-field Case Manager to an in-office Care Coordinator. It was wonderful to be considered for the job and promoted to the position. It always feels good to be valued like that – – to be recognized for your work, experience and knowledge. I accepted the position and started it October. I told myself I’d give it six months to see if it’s something I liked and a position in which I felt I could make a difference.
It’s been almost exactly six months, to the day. Yesterday, I walked into my Administrator’s office… sat down and resigned my position, and requested to take up my previous position as in-field Case Manager.
She was shocked, really. I went into an explanation about how miserable I was in this new position. I’m not an office dweller. I don’t like pushing paper. I feel that the greatest difference I can make in these people’s lives is at their side – – not making sure that we’re paper compliant. I understand the importance of paper compliance — but I’m not the one to be the Paper Police . . . let someone else do it.
My Admin. frowned and said, “But Lisa – you have the knowledge to do this job. You’re so good at it!” I replied, “I understand – I’m good at taking out the garbage, but that doesn’t mean I want to do it”, I smiled.
She understood and was actually very good about it. As soon as they find a replacement for me in this position, I’ll be back in the field – taking care of patients where I feel I belong. I feel relieved and really can’t wait until they find someone to fill this job…because, personally, I can’t take it anymore.
I shoulda known.