What we do. Whether we love it or not.
The idea of being recognized for performing a job above the level of the expected competencies is relatively common. In the general business world, it seems as if any Joe Schmoe can sharpen a pencil and end up with an extra framed certificate for the wall and a congratulatory slap on the back. In the … Continue reading Forget the flowers… I’d rather be a cactus. Analyzing the flawed system of recognizing nursing skill.
Today was the day. The day you felt the overwhelming urge to be done with this life. Suicide felt like the right decision. As a relief from pain you have been desperately trying to escape. There was a flaw in your plan. Fear, family, friends or fate caused a pause in the plan you were … Continue reading As an inpatient psychiatric nurse, I’m glad you’re here.
Christmas tree, presents, cookies, vomit, boogers, and fevers. All of these things describe holiday traditions in our home. Since having children we have not experienced a holiday season without a gross illness sweeping through our household. It’s as if my family’s immune system takes a holiday and good old Santa brings the germs. I picture … Continue reading I think Santa delivers germs: Sick kids as a holiday tradition.
It's a tale as old as time. An obnoxious, repetitive, meaningless children's song is released and suddenly every toddler within earshot becomes obsessed. Obsessed isn't the right word… possessed might better capture the phenomenon. The Baby Shark craze has hit my home like a toddler tsunami. At any given time, a peaceful moment can be … Continue reading Baby Shark is Mommy-Kryptonite.
Bullshit can sneak up on you. One moment life is copacetic and suddenly you are wading through a cesspool of liquid injustice, manipulation, and general fuckery. At some point everyone has been the victim of bullshit. It comes in many shapes, sizes, and fragrances (stay with me here). You can dodge it but when that … Continue reading The aftermath of bullshit.
The anticipation of the holidays comes earlier each year. After Independence Day, it's game on for Christmas. The build up can be stressful, joyous, and exciting. It is not uncommon to find yourself wrapped up (see what I did there?) in our personal holiday experience. However, it is vitally important to remember those who struggle … Continue reading
a neighbor lady once and she responded with "you might change your mind about that when you get older."
Passion is a motivator. Pursuing a passion is supposed to be one of the greatest accomplishments in a lifetime. When reading obituaries it is common to read about what passions helped to shape and fulfill the life of the person lost. Passion is what forces action, compassion, and change. However, it is important to remember … Continue reading Burnout is a bitch.
Like Oprah's Favorite Things list but, WAY more practical.
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