When I returned back into the port of Los Angeles and turned my phone on I got a message to work some shifts at the Surgery center. Next day  I got up early did my hair, fresh coat of make up and drove to work. I beamed as I recalled the good doctors patients and co-workers whom I enjoy spending my work day with.  I was greeted by frowns and some new faces. I quickly retreated to my touchstone Antellmo who wears many hats in this little but busy surgery center. He said “welcome to hell” This is not how are remember things when I left back in April.  The tone and the environment has shifted to one of unhappiness and dread. I said to myself “Give it a few days maybe its a fluke” Next day same thing. I realize that one person can be so powerful to create an  atmosphere that has left me grateful for moving in a different direction.  I will make the most of the carpal tunnel releases and cystoscopy procedures.  One physician told me I was missed and not forgotten I told him I did a blog assignment mentioning him as the subject. We laughed. I’ll stick it out since the few peaceful people is enough for me.  But only for a few more days.