Tired

This week has been a very busy week at work. Our census in the hospital had been very low for months on end. This past week my floor is completely full. A good problem to have considering how much debt Drake is in each month.  I'm thankful to be busy and seeing patients. It seems that most of my patients are severely deconditioned and require at least 2 people to help them transfer. A majority of them are in the "morbidly obese" category. Needless to say, my back is feeling it this week. It seems like when it rains, it pours. And we may have a flood soon. The point in all this is that some weeks I would feel totally overwhelmed with trying to get all my patients seen and making sure everyone is getting the amount of therapy I have prescribed for them. On weeks where I am not focused and do not give my problems to God, are the weeks I feel so stressed and just aggravated and slightly defeated. Today was a physically draining day. This week, a key difference has been a prayer I have been praying on my way to work: to commit my day and problems to God, to know and trust that He will take care of them. A simple prayer that has made a huge impact on my time at work. When things seem to get a little out of control, I remember who is really in control and I can continue with my day less distracted and in the infallible hands of my God.