{"id":23219,"date":"2023-02-03T23:35:28","date_gmt":"2023-02-03T23:35:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/todaysveterinarybusiness.com\/?p=23219"},"modified":"2023-02-03T23:35:28","modified_gmt":"2023-02-03T23:35:28","slug":"back-to-reality-discharge-notes-0223","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/navc.sitepreview.app\/todaysveterinarybusiness.com\/back-to-reality-discharge-notes-0223\/","title":{"rendered":"Back to Reality"},"content":{"rendered":"

I got stuck in traffic one morning behind the city yard-waste truck. It stopped at every house so a front-end loader could pick up and deposit piles of leaves and fallen tree limbs. There was no way around, and the workers seemed oblivious to the mile-long traffic jam they unintentionally created. To make matters worse, this happened on my way to jury duty. I had received a summons in the mail three weeks earlier and quickly learned that not having time for jury duty does not excuse you. In fact, when I told my brother, a lawyer, that dispensing fair and balanced justice didn\u2019t fit into my work schedule, he did not spare my feelings. He said, \u201cYou have zero power in this situation.\u201d<\/p>\n

That line really got to me.<\/p>\n

Let me be vulnerable here and flatly say I do not like how little control I have over reality. The idea that the world around me couldn\u2019t care less about my schedule, my SMART goals, my commitments or what is convenient for me can\u2019t be right, can it?<\/p>\n

At some level, a stubborn little corner of my brain insists that if I just talk things out with reality, we surely could come to a mutually beneficial solution that accommodates my needs and wants.<\/p>\n

My frustration with reality\u2019s poor customer service seems to increase as I age. Sure, I\u2019m always irritated when pet owners don\u2019t follow my advice, fellow parents drop off their sick children at our house for sleepovers, and Mondays (despite my dislike of them) continue to happen. Lately, however, I feel as though reality is really testing me. The pandemic. A labor shortage. Inflation.<\/a> Middle age. (The years are taking a toll on my body in a way that suggests time doesn\u2019t care a whit about the age I feel on the inside.)<\/p>\n

Given how much I dislike not controlling reality, and how reality seems to increasingly flaunt my lack of authority, I have struggled mightily to find inner peace (or even conceptualize what inner peace looks like). As I look around our profession and see people struggling with hiring, workloads, customer service and pricing,\u00a0I suspect many of my colleagues would like a little help navigating a reality\u00a0in which we human beings seem to have so little control over so much of\u00a0our world.<\/p>\n

The Shopping Cart Incident<\/strong><\/h3>\n

The day before the traffic jam, I went shopping with my wife. We paid for our groceries and rolled our cart out the automatic doors and into the largely empty parking lot. Another shopper followed directly behind us, wheeling her own cart.<\/p>\n

After we passed a few cars, a bag on the bottom of my cart began to fall. My wife asked me to stop the cart so she could intervene. As I came to a halt, the woman wheeling her cart behind us almost ran into me and then stopped.<\/p>\n

As my wife balanced the load, I had that sense of being watched closely, so I turned around. The other shopper, inexplicably, was standing directly behind me. She sighed, rolled her eyes and continued to wait for us to resume our journey forward. It was as if she thought she couldn\u2019t pass us, that we were driving in bumper-to-bumper traffic instead of pushing shopping carts through a wide-open parking lot. She did not move until we restarted our trek to the car.<\/p>\n

When we got in the car, I asked my wife, \u201cShould I have pulled over?\u201d<\/p>\n

In retrospect, I can see that maybe the woman felt as I did when I was stuck behind the truck on my way to jury duty.<\/p>\n

Defining Reality<\/strong><\/h3>\n

When struggling to accept the realities of our world, I think a critical piece of our strategy has to be differentiating what we control from what we do not. Some obstacles, like gravity, rainy days and taxes<\/a>, must be accepted. I cannot change the fact that I was summoned to jury duty any more than I can change the fact that traffic was terrible on my drive there. The shopper behind me had zero control over the fact that I stopped my cart directly in front of her. Those are all realities.<\/p>\n

Ironically, once we accept what\u2019s beyond our control, we get some control back. We get to decide whether we are victims of the circumstances imposed upon us or whether we are people who will do whatever is necessary to be successful within the reality we face.<\/p>\n

Once we accept reality and understand we can\u2019t change it \u2014 traffic is horrible, I have a date with a judge, the shopping cart stopped right in front of me \u2014 we have a chance to exercise some autonomy.<\/p>\n

For example, the choices available to me when I was stuck behind the truck were:<\/p>\n