Do you ever feel like this? Running from room to room, spinning in a circle until one of your staff members grabs you and points you toward a patient? Do you look at tomorrow's schedule and think about just forgetting to set the alarm so that you don't have to face another day of taking two steps forward and one step back? Then you may think that you're burned out. I hate to tell you this, it's worse than that, you're burning up.
I have to give my boss, Jeff Price credit for coining that phrase. Oy! We've had a week! Emergencies out the whazoo! Combine that with a scheduler with a soft heart who's still learning the ropes and a shiny, brand new assistant and it starts getting a little too hot. When things get hot people get burned and if they get too hot, people get burned up. So, rather than running around putting out fires, it's imperative to prevent them from ever igniting.
The way to do this is to have scheduling guidelines and follow them. This is where the Mars/Venus thing can get you. Mars says, "Here are scheduling guidelines. Follow them and we will not have any fires." Venus says, "Ok, Mars, you're the boss. I'll do whatever you say." And Venus means it...until someone calls with a problem. And Venus starts to melt. After all, "Aren't we here to relieve pain and suffering?" or "They were really insistent, I had to get them in." Sometimes that's true, and Mars knows that. But, when someone hasn't been in for two years and they call with a broken molar and get put on the schedule next to 3 units of crown and bridge that's already been short-changed about 20 minutes to make it fit into the time slot, things are going to get hot. There are a million other scenarios that drive dentists crazy, just pick you favorite one. Think about it this way. You have a stick of dynamite with a really long fuse. The fuse is not endless though. At some point you're going to run out of fuse and hit the gunpowder. Once the explosion happens, it's too late. You've missed your chance to get it right. Day after day of coming to work and just making it through is burning that fuse, little by little. You see it sizzling, but, oh come on, there's plenty of fuse left, right? Maybe not. After days and days, weeks and weeks, months and months, years and years, it's going to be a magnificent explosion. DO SOMETHING!! Make it work. Walk the walk. You are not at the mercy of anyone but yourself. Good intentions do not snuff out the fuse. Everyone has their limit and everyone eventually runs out of gas if they're driven too long. Whenever an staff member looks at a dentist, often they only see him in the context that applies to them. Hygienists may think he's got it easy because he just steps into the room, pokes around the mouth, chats the patient up and walks away. Assistants may decide that he's got it made. They set up and clean up the rooms. They take care of everything. He just has to saunter in and run that bur around the tooth. How tough is that? The front desk assistant sees him as a never ending source of dentistry. Have patient will drill. One more won't hurt. Heck, that assistant's doing all the work anyway. Get real. If he has two hygienists and they each see ten patients, and he has about fifteen on his schedule, that's thirty-five mouths to explore, names to remember, stories to listen to, problems to solve, never mind the actual dentistry. Get the picture?
Of course, there's always that employee, often the office manager, who is going to ride in to the rescue. She'll direct the action better than a midtown traffic cop and everyone will do what she says to 'git 'er done'. She's as pleased as punch with herself because she just saved the day. Wow, is Mars going to be happy with her. Oh yes, she can just see it now, he may even decide to make today the official "Amazing Office Manager Day." You think you know what hot is? Nah, just wait. Wait until Mars isn't so impressed. As a matter of fact, just the opposite. He's disgusted. Here's a fictional example of how that might go: Venus: "Well, we got it all done. Nothing is too much for us to handle." Mars: " If everything had been managed correctly, heroics would not have been necessary." Venus: "What?! That ingrate!" Now, it gets even better. Having gotten that off his chest, Mars goes on with whatever he's going to do next. Venus, on the other hand is furious. Oh, the wrath of a woman who feels unappreciated and dismissed. That comment is going to burn her up. She is just sure he is unaware of just how special she is. Uh, not really. When you think about it he's right. Good management can handle problems, great management never lets them happen to begin with. The shame of it all is, nobody was slacking off, no one was being uncaring. Everyone may be chipping in and working their tails off. But, how can someone appreciate all that when they never wanted it in the first place? What they wanted was a properly scheduled day and a staff that was working at a normal pace. They want to enjoy what they do, not just survive it. If a dentist spends his whole career like a hamster in a wheel because no one can figure out how to make the day run well, sooner or later he's going to decide to just stop running, and there will be nothing left for anyone. Or, he may run himself into an early grave or a miserable disposition. Either way, no one's going to be happy and no one will ever figure out why.
So, decide how you want your schedule and your working day to be. When a schedule is overbooked, patients become crown preps and denture try-ins, not nice Mr. Smith or sweet Mrs. Jones. Conversations are limited to "Tell me if this hurts", not "So, how are the kids?"or "Where did you go on vacation?" Get the picture? Stress kills and at the very least makes what you're doing less rewarding and quite miserable. Sitting down and establishing a pleasant rapport with a patient is satisfying and feels good. It's a no-brainer. Get your schedule working with you, not against you. If you work all day and have nothing worthwhile to show for it, you'll just burn up. Have you ever smelled burning dentist? It's a pungent aroma that you can never quite get rid of.
I'll dedicate this to Jeff Price, who survived this week and didn't really burn up enough to emit any toxic fumes, at least not that we could smell. Don't worry JP, next week will be better. You even get Monday off.
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