We have a new psychiatry consult office. You can compare it to the old one, which was much smaller. Our printer isn’t working yet. And there’s no place to put the mascots, at least that I can see so far.
I’m also supposed to be moving to a new office again, which will be right across the hall from the new consult office–just as I was situated before.
We can’t have too much change. It would be a shock to the system.
I still walk Winston, the main mascot, down to the gift shop to get some gas when he’s depleted. It’s a reminder to me of the importance of remaining humble. The other reminder to remain humble is my camp stool, which I still use so I can sit down when I interview patients in the general hospital.
These little traditions will likely disappear when I do, when I retire. I sometimes wonder how other general hospital psychiatry consultation services manage these transitions.