Another New Day

I wore a fuchsia, belted shift dress and black blazer for my first day at my new job. Because I was wearing my dress I also sported my black wool/polyester blend dress coat and dress gloves. My legs were bare except for nylons and my black boots that covered most of my calves. It was minus 26 Celsius, minus 31 with the windchill and I was bussing it. That was a high price I paid to look good.

My impressions so far:

The world of transplant and organ donation is fascinating but I need to do some studying and research. There is so much to know.

My team is a group of passionate, hard-working and knowledgeable people. I'm so grateful that they are eager to take me in, teach and help me. I also love hearing their stories. A few of them have worked up north and in the ER. They've seen a lot of beautiful and ugly things.

Working in a hosptial is cool business. It really does feel like Grey's or ER.

My head is swimming right now. One of the coordinators at coffee this morning told me she heard on the radio that CTV was doing a story on organ donation tonight so head's up, I could get media calls tomorrow. I have schools who want me to come out and do talks to grade eight classrooms. I have an event to organize for May 9 and a spring awareness campaign to do a media buy for.

I caved and bought a parking pass today. I don't like the concept of driving to work but I'm going to need a vehicle from time to time and it will be nice not having to fret about missing a bus home if I stay late to work on something.

My neighbour saw me today as I was leaving for the gym. I told him about my new job.

"You look so much happier," he said. "Like a weight has been lifted off your shoulders." Yup, even in this craziness of being new and busy, I am much, much happier.