First day

OK it didn't win "worst day of my life" or even tie for second.

But let me take a moment to be serious and ask for some prayer for wisdom and discrenment on this job.

And let me say- if you're looking for effecient health care- look else where than that clinic.

I was supposed to arrive at 10. The clinic is only open 10-2, so it shouldn't be a big deal to work 2 days a week, ya know?
*I* got there at 10 and so did the 20 Iraqi refugees who were supposed to be seen today for their full indepth health screening which all refugees need when they reach this country dispite having a ton of health exams prior to entering the US...

So.. there is the waiting hall way which a guy from the refugee assistance side opened the door so that everyone could get off the sidewalk- about 10 x5 feet. 5 chairs and some pamphlets on some health related topic.. NO NPIC. I cll NPIC and leave a msg on his cell saying "uh, how do I get in?" 30 minutes later, the CEO of the clinic that oversees it all catches wind of the near riot in the waiting room and unlocks the door. I explain that I'm supposed to start working today and he lets me in and I start trying to make sense of the day about to happen.

The problem with names we're unfamiliar with is, if there is a chart- good luck in figuring out if the name is last name first name or vise versa or if it is even the right name.

So.. of those 20 Iraqi people, it took 5 hours to see as many as could be seen, but I think 5 were re-scheduled. There was also an a few people from African countries seen, tho I don't remember the names of them. And then those from Burma...

They spoke Arabic, Farsi, Pidgeon English (seriously!), Bermese, and oh, sheesh, I forget.
I was amazed at the interpreters some being in this country for under a year and speaking english as well as they did. And the interperters were amazingly patient people.

And from what I could tell- the case workers seemed to genuinely care as well..

But.. no opportunity to prostelitize and I'm not entirely sure how that is to come about.

So.. back to the serious note- if you can pray from some discernment if I should persist in this. The kids were really acting up tonight when I got home and the girls told me they missed me. The baby bit me and the nanny earlier today(!!) and Joey and Kayla were duking it out like WWF most of the day.

We need the income because we're short on the budget and I'm short on time. But somehow I seem to be even shorter on time now that I was before. There won't be a change in that until we can move somewhere where our fixed expenses aren't soo high. (smaller/cheaper house

And the song of the week is