Only a few can serve...

On certain compliance committees that meet at the Hotel and in our hospital system. What a surprise that I was chosen for this committee that requires I go to a four hour inspection quarterly. My only hope is that I only have to serve the two years they told me, and not anything extra.

It's getting cold outside in RehabLand, so the visitors are coming out of the woodwork even if the holidays aren't here yet. Today, a few sports guys were in the neighborhood visiting the patients. One of our patients has been in so many PR photos that the PR office guy said, "I should have just asked for a blanket release for him." He's really interesting for the PR guys because he's young and friendly, which is not always our typical patient. We're known for old and crotchety characters who would fit in great in a neighborhood bar, like Cheers, if it were accessible.

Ah, it's so much fun working...stay tuned!

Failure

There is no failure except in no longer trying.  ~Elbert Hubbard

Lots of failure recently in the lives of our folks at the Hotel. Traveling partner and I have been dealing with the dismissal of our request by shaking the money trees. The word is out and we're getting positive feedback, but all we can do is wait, as the clock ticks.  If we don't get a response soon enough, we'll go to Plan B, which may or may not work. All in all, in the end, we'll get what we want: a trip out of town, a presentation at an industry conference, and billing on the program.

One of our coworkers has to keep trying methods to find out what is wrong with him/her to see if the musculoskeletal issues are work-related. Gotta fail a lot of treatments before you get disability.

Another story in our local newspaper involves failure to rescue. The unit is abuzz because we know the nurse involved. While he can't talk about it, everyone's playing armchair quarterback.  It's a sad case for all parties, especially considering someone died. 

We had a good failure today, if there is one. The bigwigs who were supposed to tour the unit never showed up. At least, the floors were shiny, the halls were clear and all the isolation carts full of gowns for one brief moment.

Let's just hope there's no imminent inspection to fail if the clutter comes back! 

More later...