Do No Harm

It has been pounded in my brain every single blessed day in college. I wish some would adhere to the statement as it is our job to meet people where they are at, to provide a service that leads to healthier choices in life, while guiding and advocating for those who do not have a voice.

God Damn, maybe some others should take this into account, before making decisions without having the knowledge. I speak in riddles sometimes. I have some choices of my own to make that will result in the best interest of what I believe. I refuse to give away my integrity and/or principles based on a bottom line decision. Lately, I have been struggling with issues in both my personal and professional life that have managed to do one thing, doubt myself.

I am not going to bend on any issue, I feel is a just cause. I know what it feels like to be humble. I have experienced humility. Time to move on. I will not compromise my integrity and become a pathetic human being for anything or anyone. That being said, I was applauded at the condition of my office after the painters were in there. First of all, I was given a total of five minutes to get out of my office. A counselor without an office is a book without a shelf. Who cares that I had 12 patients coming in for a group. I left. I did not say a word. I did my group in another area. This was Monday.

Tuesday morning I arrive to work and climb the steps to my third floor office. I open the door and stop dead in my tracks. I turned around and walked out.

This is my desk as a result of painters. This file cabinet does not even belong here. Papers everywhere. Assignments I give to patients everywhere. Books on my desk covered in all kinds of shit. My phone knocked off the hook. But the worse part is my lamp broken and left sitting on my desk. I touched nothing. I photographed with my Iphone, closed the door and made my way down those three flights of steps and directly into the Director's office at 7:30am. The only words that came out of my mouth are as followed;

• Horrified
• I want to know the company name of the painters so I never hire them for my house.
• I will not return to that office until it is back in order.
• I am not housekeeping.
• They broke my lamp.

This afternoon, the boss of the painting company sought me out and apologized. Then, I came back into the office and saw this.

A new lamp and an Orchid. Finally, someone heard this voice. It was pissed. Sometimes, a voice is actually heard. I discovered this twice in one day.

We had a wonderful time in New Orleans. We stayed at the lovely Royal Sonesta. They made the mistake of asking for a survey of our stay at their hotel. I answered truthfully. The hotel was beautiful. The bath products top of the line. The room well kept. The front desk rude. Construction five rooms down started at 6am. Ear plugs provided. No new room assignment offered away from construction. The consignere was beyond rude. One day later, I get an email asking for a good time to call me at home to discuss my survey.

Final Photos of New Orleans Vacation

Playing around

Getting Ready For Bourbon Street

Pool

How to Start Your Morning in New Orleans

Room Service.

Day One New Orleans

I would tell you about the exciting flight down, however, I will save that part for later. Let's just say, I held my heart in my hands. Welcome to New Orleans and our stay at the four star resort known as Royal Sonesta.

The resort is very nice. The room is comfortable although small. Reminds me of New York City and Italy all wrapped up in one. Welcome to Bourbon Street before the action.

I really want to upload some more pictures, but this Internet service is slow as hell here in the hotel so I will bore you with a few details. We ate at a little German place called Jaeguerhaus which was located off a side street away from the tourist traps. The food was magnificent and the beer was delicious. I started out with a Stella but after getting a taste of Bill's brew, I was totally into the Authentic German brand.

  Seriously, the label is great in of itself. We so enjoyed this little German place and was glad we came across it. If there is one thing you do in New Orleans is WALK a lot.

We went into a VooDoo shop. I could really use a few dolls for certain people in my life whom I would gladly stick pins into or at the very least place the dolls in the freezer. Then, we came across signs like this one.

There is alot of history and culture found in the city such as Jackson Square. However, the Internet wants too be real slow so I may have to upload the pictures later.

Since these are statures of Andrew Jackson in Jackson Square, I can only assume, the square was named after him.

 I believe the last two pictures speak for themselves. New Orleans = Jazz. One the nicest sights in Jackson Square is the St. Louis Cathedral.

In addition to Jackson Square, we walked down to the river front and took in the Mississippi. If this computer continues to upload pictures at a snail's pace, I may have to continue Day One on Day Two.

We walked a short distance along the river, as my back was screaming "give me alcohol". Yeah. Just what I thought, I may have to continue Day One pictures on Day Two.

Before, we left the Mississippi, I needed to hug a stature.

A taste of tomorrow's Day One pictures to be uploaded on Day Two before I kill the computer.

New Orleans has its place in history just by its architecture. I took several photos of the French Quarter, however, the computer is crawling at a snail's place so I will upload the rest at a later date. For now, I hung that little sign on the door that stated what I wanted for breakfast tomorrow as I love room service. Then, we will plan a trip out to St. Louie #1 Cemetery and spend some time back here at the pool complete with pool bar. It is hot, humid and in the 90's here. I want to visit the entire Riverwalk tomorrow as they have some nice shops and great seafood.