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No wonder I am so F-ing tired!

I just finished all my case notes for the month (oh and Dana it was only 10pm when I got finished! Go me!) these are the little things where I type up what I did with each of my clients every single time I saw them or spoke to them or anyone connected with them for the entire month of May. I also have to keep track of how much time I spend with all of them because in order to be cool with the Dementuggles (Dementor/Muggle crosses that run our non-fandom lives or bosses, you can thank ladytonks for the word, I think) I am supposed to spend at least 50% of my working hours with the clients. So for this month counting the time I took off that would have been 80 hours. I am over 90 at this point and that does not even count the 16 hours that I spent at the Consumer Conference at the beginning of the month!

And I was able to bill for my requisite 20 clients (which means that I have to have at least 4 contacts only two of which can be by phone with 20 people, not that I only saw 20 of my clients, it is just that I only saw 20 of them at least 4 times. Oh and btw ONE client got almost 20 hours of my precious time this month.) I am a mental health case manager for adults with severe and persistent mental illness in case any of my new friends didn't know.

All that and the other crap that I have been dealing with and I am amazed that I have not seriously injured either myself of someone else this month. And to top it all off I got to go through the past two days where I have to scramble to get all my "4th contacts" with clients and do all my paperwork with hideous cramps. (Sorry boys this is what you have to read when you friend the ladies, I do apologize, but most of you are married anyway so I am sure this is familiar territory for you.)

So please be nice to the Tory. She has spent way too much time with people who are really ill in the head this month. So much so that she has started speaking of herself in the third person. Because the voices are telling her to...

So to make herself feel better, she shall be issuing another fic/drabble contest, not because she has delusions of grandure about her place in the fandom or the vastness of her flist, just because I am holding out a small hope that some one out there will take pity on me and write me something pretty to help me feel better.

Write me a drabble, ficlet or fic about an HP character that has had a really bad day/week at work and how someone they love chooses to brighten thier day/ help them feel better/ get rid of some stress. Smut welcome, but not nescessary. Thanks to any who choose to accept the challenge. Hopefully my brain will recover from this crap month soon so that I can write you all some fic soon.


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Jun. 1st, 2006 03:32 pm (UTC)
Who cares? The title alone rocks my socks!!

Thanks dear, no time limit here. I am too tired to set one.
Jun. 1st, 2006 05:50 am (UTC)
hearts and flowers, my good lady! you continue to corrupt me with your accepting ways and your stories of woe, and have convinced me to write something for you. currently I am sitting here with a small fever and I have been sick for the past few days, so I feel your whiny pain. Sometimes you just need a good long bitch. wow okay i just wrote it and i tried hard to keep it short but it was HARD so i kept it to 200 words but then it spilled over so here i am at 306 words. OOPS.

“Certainly not!”
Hermione was taken aback. Ron had finally caught the three-day bug that had run around Hogwarts. Currently he was very carefully twining tissues into two points and jamming them harshly up his nostrils. He had asked, with a watery gaze and supplicating posture: “Coud you get be somb tea and biscuits fromb the kitchens?”
He honestly expected her to be his mum, and not only to take care of him but to beg snacks from the poor house elves! She had so much to worry about, to do, to study, to learn. How could he? Ron gazed placidly at her nose past the stacks of books that framed her face. He snuffled back something that was dangerously close to dripping from his right nostril and readjusted the tissues. Ron was unconscionable! They had barely been talking to each other for two weeks and he expected her to remember how he took his tea-splash of milk first, three lumps after pouring-and that his preferred biscuits had little bits of chocolate drizzles on the tops.
“Do you honestly expect me to respond to your beck and call?” She moved a stack of books to the left so she could gesticulate more wildly at Ron, her hand swinging out, prepared to number the list of things wrong with his request. But her hand was stopped, midair, by Ron’s own hand. It was clammy, she realized. And it was holding hers. And she honestly didn’t know what to do except squeeze back a bit. She flushed, forgetting the first number on her list.
“Comb ond then, Herbione, you dnow the conjured stuff idnt andy good.”
She smoothed down her skirt with her free hand and slipped out the portrait hole with Ron. Haha, Herbione. If he ever called her that when he wasn’t sick, she’d kill him.
Jun. 1st, 2006 03:38 pm (UTC)
Herbione is WONDERFUL! I love it!

Oh and so sorry bout your being sick. here here for whining, it really does make you feel better.
Jun. 2nd, 2006 12:29 am (UTC)
The Love of a Good Woman
I came, I saw, I clicked...

Here is a little drabble to cheer you up:

The Love of A Good Woman

He was forced out of his warm bed and away from his even warmer wife before dawn because of some ruckus in Knockturn Alley. The criminals had escaped. The Evening Prophet called him, “Harry Potter, The Auror Who Failed.”

Next morning, Harry nearly choked on his tea as he read the headline, “Skeeter Bugged By Bat Bogeys.” The picture of the reporter screaming in terror as her own mucus attacked her was priceless. The story read that forces unknown hexed her as she was eating lunch at The Three Broomsticks.

Harry looked up at his wife and said, “Thanks, Gin.”

Jun. 3rd, 2006 07:46 pm (UTC)
Re: The Love of a Good Woman
Lovely work my dear, just lovely. :D
Jun. 2nd, 2006 07:53 am (UTC)
I have no fic, but I totally sympathise with you on the whole "stats shit" that has to be done. I was talking to the business manager yesterday, saying how great it would be if we could get admin support to do our stats for us. I got the "we can't do it at the moment, but will keep it in mind for the future" spiel, which I expected but thought it was worth a shot anyway.
I don't think the words "I would love to talk to you about your suicidality, but I have to go and do my monthly stats instead.....can you just stop tying that noose till I call you back?" really works in the real world. (However tempting at times)
But you seem to have a rawer deal than I do. It almost seems business like with the quota of face to face contacts and billing that you are talking about. We don't have that, just a steady stream of people who shouldn't be coming to the service, but we see anyway. The joys of a free public mental health service.
I haven't done my stats for the past two months - looking forward to the smacking I will get for that, especially as I head the team!
Jun. 3rd, 2006 07:49 pm (UTC)
Oooo Bad bad bad! No stats for two months???

Well my stats are all tied up with my billing. So there is no way I could not do them for two months. I think they would notice.

Yes and this is the fun I get for working for the biggest community mental health agency in the country. Yipee.

There may be changes to the Medicaid regs soon that will turn this whole billing system on its head and allow for me to actually serve my clients according to thier needs. Wouldn't that be exciting??? I can only hope.
Jun. 4th, 2006 03:02 am (UTC)
Yes, I am a bad girl indeed! I think they expect it from me though - they at least seem to recognize how busy we are.
I wouldn't hold your breath on the opportunity to do your job. From my experience most changes usually mean more paperwork. I was given an assessment protocol recently from another service that was 20 pages long - at least ours is only around 8 pages!
Jun. 4th, 2006 03:07 am (UTC)
Well the deal is that up to now we were getting paid per client by Medicaid and they are going to switch to block money for our services, the whole 4 contact is a Medicaid billing requirement, so if they are not paying per client why should we have to provide the 4 contact quota if they are not going to reimburse us on that basis? That is the thinking of the higher ups anyway, the idea that is going around is that casemanagers will be put into the bay programs for the SPMI clients and then manage case manager associates who will do all the "grunt work" of driving the clients around.

Who knows though, you know how long it takes crap like this to change. Of course they will probably make me do a therapist job (which is okay as far as the clients are concerned because I am qualified to do it, I have my MA in Couseling and a CPRP certification) but I am sure they will not PAY ME ANYMORE FOR IT!!!
Jun. 4th, 2006 03:08 am (UTC)
Day programs, sorry typo
Jun. 3rd, 2006 05:47 pm (UTC)
This is not the fic I started out to write for your challenge. That one has actual smut and will be finished at a later date. To tide you over, however, I present How Ron Weasley Broke The Internet.
Jun. 3rd, 2006 07:49 pm (UTC)
I love it. Everyone should go read it NOW.

You heard me, everybody! Now!! Get going.
Jun. 3rd, 2006 10:20 pm (UTC)
I'm so glad you liked it. I was hoping it would put a smile on your face. Now it's back to my Lupin/Tonks smutfic. (Writing smut is a hard job, but somebody's got to do it.)
Jun. 4th, 2006 08:04 pm (UTC)
Challenge accepted and completed!

Hope it meets your approval!

And just when you think it can't get worse...

It's not the best title going, but I couldn't think of anything else.

Jun. 5th, 2006 04:22 am (UTC)
I know I don't know you, but I saw this pimped on ladytory's journal, and I just had to pop in and say how much I love it.

Which is a lot.

So yes. Very cute, and I adore it :)
Jun. 10th, 2006 01:44 am (UTC)
It may have taken me a week, but Molly finally had her say. "The Decidedly Awful Week of Molly Weasley" is now up on my LJ. Enjoy ;-)
Jun. 24th, 2006 10:26 am (UTC)
Hey! All our Weasely-centric entries in the Lady Tory's Bad Day Challenge were pimped over on obhwf_weekly
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