There is Gas Left in the Tank

 Wednesday August 19, 2020


Blog day is upon me again. I feel very hopeful after watching President Obama's speech at the Democratic National Convention. So powerful. So true. Such an elegant speaker. 

I spent last night and today in SF. I had a dental appointment and then a zoom deposition today. Last night Beth had some of her sisters over for dinner in Inverness.

I went to SF for errands; and to let Beth and her sisters have some family time.

I learned a lot at the deposition today. I had been feeling a bit unfulfilled. I found the deposition inspiring. 

Here is my zoom background for depositions:


I warned everyone at the deposition that I would have to take a break if I had a fish on.

It was just a routine workers compensation deposition of the injured worker. But it was not just a name on paper. It was a real human being, with a real name, a real life and real suffering. 

I like client/applicant depositions. It is an opportunity to bond with the client. Today it was a nurse at Alta Bates. She has been a nurse for 36 years. A mother. A care giver. Someone going through hard times herself on top of covid. Turns out she went to high school with my fishing buddy Earl Johnson. Small world. 

I was able to be an advocate and teacher in a stressful situation - a deposition, where the deponent is questioned under oath. I studied her file hard to be prepared and took special care to educate her, prepare her and make her comfortable. 

She and I laughed together. I miss that human connection. I miss being on stage a bit in those situations. What I realized is that I have a lot left to offer. I still have gas left in my tank. 

Before Covid, I planned to look for some legal work. Nothing full time. Now is the time. I'll let you know how it goes.


the bear



Comments

  1. Thomas LuehrsenAugust 20, 2020 at 8:38 AM

    It’s important to identify and pursue all things that bring you joy. Step on the gas!

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