Whenever the rainbow appears in the clouds, I will see it and remember the everlasting covenant between God and all living creatures of every kind on the earth." Genesis 9:13
Monday, July 27, 2009
The day I feel saddest
My interview went very well. They want to hire me. They just don't know that they can come up with enough hours. They are working on it, and if they find a way it's mine, but no committment yet. They did tell me they wouldn't have advertised the position if they didn't think they could come up with hours, but they also have a logical set of problems created by some nasty changes in my state's budget for reimbursement. They told me 2 months ago I'd be hired in a heartbeat. But it's now.
I have to keep searching while I wait, and if I get an offer I'll have to take it. And that kills, because this company is what I need to succeed.
Over the years I have noticed that when I have the least hope a rainbow appears. Rainbows are a wonderful combination of beauty, hope, happiness and rain, the product of ugly grey clouds that hide the beauty of the sky. The beauty that is a rainbow can only come with the presence of both rain and sun. Such is life with bipolar disorder. There are good times, there are tough times, and there are rainbows to remind us that beauty will return, sometimes fleetingly and sometimes for a long time. This blog is my story of sadness and hope. Please scroll down to "Who I Am" under Pages to read more about me and the people who populate this blog.
Please note that any patient experiences noted in this blog are heavily edited to disguise events. Similarities to real persons are coincidental.
Please also know that while I speak as a professional at times, I am not a doctor. I have strong opinions, some based on professional training and/or experience, some based on research, and some based on personal experience of my own variety of this illness. Therefore what I say is my opinion, not a fact and doctors should always be consulted.