My hands...My HANDS.
Still at the office but I'm DONE. And I deserve a break after all I did today 8|

I spent pretty much all of the morning shifting charts and rearranging charts and transferring charts.

This might not seem as bad as first. Lemme tell you why it pretty much sucked.

• Every year, the office shifts charts to make room for the new ones coming in. By "shift", they mean removing folders from a certain year (usually two years ago because the patients aren't current and not updated to current year) from the front desk area to the attic. And then moving the remaining folders up to fill up the space while leaving enough room so they're not as tight together and allow for new patient folders to be put in.


• Dad has a lot of charts. A lot. Thousands. Not exaggerating, I know how much space 100 folders take up so I can pretty much gauge it. Read on to find out how.


• In main front desk area, all of the active patient charts are on these cool movable shelf thingies (seriously there's this wheel thing you use to move them over) and for Dad He has 13 shelves. Thirteen. And they are PACKED from end to end. And some of these charts are pretty empty cos they're new patients or one time visits. So it's really not that hard to imagine hundreds of those folders on one shelf alone (somewhere between 250 ~ 300 possibly more). Also, these ranged from the years 2007 - 2009.


• There's more btw. In the attic, dad has like two sides of the thing with bookshelves full of charts. Dating all the way back to 1999 because they have to keep the medical records for 10 years. Then they can shred them. So yeah, Dad takes up pretty much most of the attic space up there.


• I spent half an hour helping Lynn the office manager shift an entire bookcase of medical records in the attic to make room for the 2007 charts that will be put up there. That went by pretty fast with us working together, and it was actually three bookshelves >_> Also, it's the attic. In Alabama. In the summer. Morning or not it was hot up there, like already in the mid-80s no lie. I didn't really mind it too much but all the moving around definitely made me feel the heat.


• I spent the rest of the morning pulling out the 2007 charts. Now the pulling out the charts isn't so bad really. It was having to do 5 trips up and down the stairs, with the up journey involved carrying boxes filled with around 200 charts (at least a shelf worth) each...by myself >_> Dude, I didn't think I could actually carry those damn things they were HEAVY. And these weren't small boxes. These were long boxes. It was really the hefting it up two flights of stairs that sucked ass. Oh and having to pull open the doors. Only the one downstairs was easy to open cos I could just push it :|


• Inbetween the carryings (because like hell I was going to be able to do that all in one shot right after the other), I shifted the charts up. This also wasn't so bad actually and I didn't mind this part :O And it was fun seeing how much the space between the charts increased to the point where there was a shelf completely empty xD;


• Handling charts can actually be dangerous. Especially Dad's. Because they're more worn out, the corners are more jagged, and the place where the labels are are torn. Fortunately I have yet to receive the ultimate chart injury: jagged chart cut (these are worse than paper cuts I hear. I'm guessing because they're bigger). But you know that soft, sensitive web of skin between your thumb and index finger? It's had several close calls from getting cut and that would have SUCKED so bad XD I actually do have this red mark near my thumb. I'm not sure if it came from the carts or from the boxes when carrying them.


• I get to do this again on Monday for one of the other doctors :D

So that's how may day went. I really didn't mind shifting the charts. Nor pulling out the charts. It was just carrying them. And I couldn't ask anyone to help because they were busy with their own stuff that they had to do. So my arms got a supreme workout and I am betting they will be dying tomorrow :| My hands are definitely feeling a bit raw right now, too. I can still see the red marks from where I held the boxes and dealt with the charts.

@___@ TIIIIRED can't wait until Clark comes home so we can see the second Night at the Museum movie ;.;