Showing posts with label deer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label deer. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 7, 2016

Critter patrol

I found some unwelcome peanuts in an unusual spot in an overhead cabinet in my office. Now I know why that mouse was climbing over my desk? To get to the Shangri-La of peanuts which was right behind all of my nursing books.

Curses! Did a lot of that (to myself) and got the Saniwipes out again to purge my desk of mouse droppings.

The construction outside continues and so does the cold.

It's making for some very interesting sights at the Hotel.

Santa, please make sure we don't end up on the news. And please, keep your reindeer outside on the roof. The regular deer might pay attention.

Stay tuned...


Saturday, January 31, 2015

Blowin' in the wind

Yes, it does seem like answers lately ARE doing that. It's been extremely windy here in RehabLand lately. From the "dirty fronts" to the Alberta Clipper, the winds are blowing.

The winds of change are also coming soon to RehabLand. We know it because it's leaking out of the management suite slowly, but surely. Our manglement finally GETS what I do in the SU, and they know realize how woefully executed my programs are (due to lack of cooperation from manglement, staff, etc.)

Some folks are even seeing cryptic messages in the media. They are slow on some things, but may be smart on others.

I'm having flashbacks to my other life before nursing. And some of them ain't pretty.

How to tell when change is in the wind (my $0.02)

1. Headquarters hires a new boss from outside who has a reputation for "cleaning house" in a Fortune 500 company. 

Some of our armchair pundits at the Hotel may have missed the hint when he/she said, "Some folks won't be with us on the journey." in that welcome e-mail.

Translation: If we can fire you, we will. If we can downsize/rightsize or RIF (reduction in force) you, we will.

2. Said head honcho gets permission to bring in a bunch of high-powered consultants with whom you can sit in a meeting (where you're supposed to be asked about your job) and they will grill you like your at Nuremberg

The grilling will have very little relevance in relation to you or your job or the reason why they (Manglement) asked you to come in the first place.

My favorite part: watching one of the old doctors (not a consultant, but an "expert") nod off during your session. The runner up was the grilling they gave the education chief. Best description: deer in the headlights. This was scary.

Translation: We're already paid for our time, so this is just a foregone conclusion, but we're trying to figure out how we can get more work "analyzing" your organization.

3. Head honcho publishes a "manifesto for change".

Believe it or not, the Hotel is in it. People like that at work because it makes them feel "safe".

Translation: You'd better believe the Hotel is going to change. Don't feel too comfortable just yet.

Should be interesting to see what happens...

Friday, March 25, 2011

Queen of BBS

Yes, I am old enough to remember this BBS, but I never had a computer to use it while it was in its heyday.

The BBS I'm talking about it is the crux of what we do as rehab nurses. My preceptor G. told me as a young rehab nurse that most of what we do is about "bowel, bladder and skin." Yes, it surely is, and I had a lot of time to discuss these issues with a couple of patients recently.

Eddie is a guy who's had a lot of bad luck. His Hummer was attacked in Iraq and he lost three buddies. He made it out of there with a mild TBI and his life. He recuperated and things were going along nicely, when he was minding his own business driving home one night and ran off the road dodging wildlife in the rural area he lives in. As a result, he became a paraplegic.

He's still young enough to see the bowel routine as a boring routine. And since it becomes a synchronized routine for many patients, you can expect results at about the same time every day or every other day, depending on how you do it. Yes, he had results at his usual time, while he was doing something else he wanted to do. Lots of cleanup followed--to him, the wheelchair and his clothes. He was upset, but I managed everything so in the end, he was laughing. There are worse things...

Happily, while it's been crazy at the Hotel, we've been  able to get things done. It's required a lot of teamwork. People feeding other people, people transferring people, people helping vendors bring in new mattresses. I may have only sat down once or twice, but we got things done.

Let's hope it stays that way! Stay tuned...