I'm going to post videos and links to posts of note in honor of Nurses' Week: Delivering quality and innovation in patient care.
I really enjoyed this video from the Robert Wood Johnson Foundation, Nurses shatter the stereotype.
My favorite part describes my job in the Hotel, because nurses really do make important decisions about how healthcare is delivered.
Yes! All that and more.
Nurses even serve in Congress and run Federal agencies.
With a film like this, c'mon, don't YOU want to be a nurse?
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Friday, May 3, 2013
Friday, December 26, 2008
Happy Boxing Day
Believe it or not, it's a holiday here in the US if you work for the VA. It's not really Boxing Day per se, but W declared it a federal holiday, so most federal workers could get an extra day off. I was at work, but I'll get holiday pay...hooray!
Today was not too terrible. I had the assignment I've had the last three days, so it's been manageable. Get the one guy who gets up up and at 'em right away, so he's happy, then take care of the other two.
For the most part, the other two are very nice, although, the quad is very demanding. He's on the phone constantly, but doesn't want an ECU (no private calls that way). He really needs a Bluetooth with a soft touch button he could use with his one working arm, but that's way beyond what we have at Madison. Sometimes he won't even use the soft touch, much to my chagrin (and it's pretty darned unsafe, too!)
Nevertheless, Oscar and Felix (they really are odd but get along) are doing reasonably well. Felix is in pain a lot, but we medicate him before dressing changes and with his new low-airloss bed with the slick sheet, he can turn a lot easier without him screaming out in pain every time we turn him. He had more pain and problems with his "good" leg today, so hopefully, that is better this weekend. He is a trainwreck in terms of dressings, and he's got grounds for a lawsuit against the place he came from in another state. Thankfully, he is not mean to us (he is upset) but he is thrilled he's at Madison, since we should get him healed up well, barring no other issues.
Oscar has been with us many times. He likes to leave AMA when it suits him. He was here when I started, but left before summer. He's back again, with another suspected caregiver-inflicted wound. It's a doozy and the other hospital tried treating it with a WoundVAC. If only they'd read the instructions about using one with necrotic tissue....arrgh! The docs were aghast when they saw that and away it went as soon as he arrived. We're treating it with the old reliable Santyl moist/dry dressings BID until Dr. Plastic has a look at it after the holidays. Thankfully, it's starting to look better.
'Tis the season for game playing...and I don't just mean with the new games sets that a few families dropped off on the unit yesterday for Christmas, but with the patients, too. We've been having a lot of different varieties.
One is the "Oh, I can't get up to go to therapy" game. This is one of our active rehabbers who's playing this one. He is such a pervert (wiggles his tongue around suggestively when he's getting his intermittent cath) and I really, really wanted to kill him the other night, because he was being such a jerk.
The other game said jerk was playing was "Divide and conquer". Some of our patients try to do this by using the old standby of "no one of this race (color, uniform, you name it) will take care of me right because I'm white/black/Marine/Army/Navy/etc., etc." Said jerk had one of our nurses in tears on my last stretch of evenings. I was really pissed off.
What did he win for that? A smackdown from the neuropsychiatrists. If I would have had one on call, I'd have had them smack him at 2200 while he was up to all his shenaningans, but he had to wait until the next day. They're all off on vacation right now, so they won't harass him until next week. If he were in private rehab, his derriere would be kissing the curb right now since most of them have the "no therapy, no stay" rule. If you decline to go to therapy, you get to leave. Not us, we serve the veterans, and the RPIAs (royal pains in the a*&) really push it sometimes.
Nevertheless, I am happy I survived my holidays at Madison. Now, I'm going to get ready for a holiday party...more to come.
Today was not too terrible. I had the assignment I've had the last three days, so it's been manageable. Get the one guy who gets up up and at 'em right away, so he's happy, then take care of the other two.
For the most part, the other two are very nice, although, the quad is very demanding. He's on the phone constantly, but doesn't want an ECU (no private calls that way). He really needs a Bluetooth with a soft touch button he could use with his one working arm, but that's way beyond what we have at Madison. Sometimes he won't even use the soft touch, much to my chagrin (and it's pretty darned unsafe, too!)
Nevertheless, Oscar and Felix (they really are odd but get along) are doing reasonably well. Felix is in pain a lot, but we medicate him before dressing changes and with his new low-airloss bed with the slick sheet, he can turn a lot easier without him screaming out in pain every time we turn him. He had more pain and problems with his "good" leg today, so hopefully, that is better this weekend. He is a trainwreck in terms of dressings, and he's got grounds for a lawsuit against the place he came from in another state. Thankfully, he is not mean to us (he is upset) but he is thrilled he's at Madison, since we should get him healed up well, barring no other issues.
Oscar has been with us many times. He likes to leave AMA when it suits him. He was here when I started, but left before summer. He's back again, with another suspected caregiver-inflicted wound. It's a doozy and the other hospital tried treating it with a WoundVAC. If only they'd read the instructions about using one with necrotic tissue....arrgh! The docs were aghast when they saw that and away it went as soon as he arrived. We're treating it with the old reliable Santyl moist/dry dressings BID until Dr. Plastic has a look at it after the holidays. Thankfully, it's starting to look better.
'Tis the season for game playing...and I don't just mean with the new games sets that a few families dropped off on the unit yesterday for Christmas, but with the patients, too. We've been having a lot of different varieties.
One is the "Oh, I can't get up to go to therapy" game. This is one of our active rehabbers who's playing this one. He is such a pervert (wiggles his tongue around suggestively when he's getting his intermittent cath) and I really, really wanted to kill him the other night, because he was being such a jerk.
The other game said jerk was playing was "Divide and conquer". Some of our patients try to do this by using the old standby of "no one of this race (color, uniform, you name it) will take care of me right because I'm white/black/Marine/Army/Navy/etc., etc." Said jerk had one of our nurses in tears on my last stretch of evenings. I was really pissed off.
What did he win for that? A smackdown from the neuropsychiatrists. If I would have had one on call, I'd have had them smack him at 2200 while he was up to all his shenaningans, but he had to wait until the next day. They're all off on vacation right now, so they won't harass him until next week. If he were in private rehab, his derriere would be kissing the curb right now since most of them have the "no therapy, no stay" rule. If you decline to go to therapy, you get to leave. Not us, we serve the veterans, and the RPIAs (royal pains in the a*&) really push it sometimes.
Nevertheless, I am happy I survived my holidays at Madison. Now, I'm going to get ready for a holiday party...more to come.
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