While speaking to a fellow Credentialer today, she mentioned the ‘helpers’ they sometime get when doing their work. I told her what I felt about that. “I don’t like people touching my things!”

   I don’t know the reason, maybe it’s

        1) A deep seated feeling of accomplishment I get, when I finish credentialing a physician, OR

        2) Because I am a giant anal retentive control freak that does not trust anyone else to do things as good as I do.

   OK, I am the second one. While I appreciate the help, and sometimes need it, I still don’t want you touching my things.

   No one does it like me. Dot the I’s cross the t’s, ask the questions I would ask.

   As a matter of fact, I am such a freak about things that I trained EVERYONE that came into our department. Because I wanted everyone to do the things the way I wanted it.  It was a small thing that I had to train everyone who stepped foot on our department. I like things the way I like them. See control freak.

   I thought it was just me, but have found there is a certain kinship with us all. We have to juggle so much, and are afraid we will miss something so important. That I have heard ‘I don’t want you touching my things’

   I am sure there is a support group I can join.

   But not yet!

Ronda