That expense report will come on into my bank account. Meanwhile, I wait for Captain Obvious to fly over Accounting or these people will finally retire/quit/get fired..
Stay tuned!
Showing posts with label report. Show all posts
Showing posts with label report. Show all posts
Thursday, April 4, 2013
Friday, March 29, 2013
Three words...
Expense report hell.
Still waiting for reimbursement almost a month after MegaConference. Pushing the expense report back and forth, back and forth. Passive aggressive accounting people are so much fun!
Praying this is over soon.
More to come...
Still waiting for reimbursement almost a month after MegaConference. Pushing the expense report back and forth, back and forth. Passive aggressive accounting people are so much fun!
Praying this is over soon.
More to come...
Saturday, December 8, 2012
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Call me a cynic...
But I found this quote highly ironic in one of the "winners" press releases for the award:
"The annual U.S.News rehabilitation hospitals list is based on independent surveys of randomly selected board-certified physicians specializing in rehabilitation medicine who were asked to name the hospitals that provide the best care to patients with serious conditions, regardless of location or expense."
Why on earth would outcomes actually count for anything? (scratches head)
Just my $0.02...
"The annual U.S.News rehabilitation hospitals list is based on independent surveys of randomly selected board-certified physicians specializing in rehabilitation medicine who were asked to name the hospitals that provide the best care to patients with serious conditions, regardless of location or expense."
Why on earth would outcomes actually count for anything? (scratches head)
Just my $0.02...
Friday, June 10, 2011
A fond sendoff for the week
Dear CNA:
What part of delegation do you not understand?
You have report and I am going home. While I am down the hall walking out the door is not the appropriate time to complain that I did not clean someone up when I found out about the person's status thirty seconds before I started walking out the door.
I choose delegation of an appropriate task to you today, as I have reported off to your shift and to the charge nurse and I really wanted to get to my car to get to Bubba's baseball game. I know you can't believe that I actually wanted to leave on time, since it so rarely happens, but it was true.
And no, I will not hold this against you, unless you decide to ruminate all week over this "injustice" of making you work immediately out of report, which is great for me, but not for you.
Sincerely not,
RehabRN
What part of delegation do you not understand?
You have report and I am going home. While I am down the hall walking out the door is not the appropriate time to complain that I did not clean someone up when I found out about the person's status thirty seconds before I started walking out the door.
I choose delegation of an appropriate task to you today, as I have reported off to your shift and to the charge nurse and I really wanted to get to my car to get to Bubba's baseball game. I know you can't believe that I actually wanted to leave on time, since it so rarely happens, but it was true.
And no, I will not hold this against you, unless you decide to ruminate all week over this "injustice" of making you work immediately out of report, which is great for me, but not for you.
Sincerely not,
RehabRN
Friday, July 31, 2009
The story of my day
I have always liked words. The dictionary was my friend as a kid. I always liked to look up obscure words so I could use them in my spelling sentences....when I had to do them (I got out of this homework frequently through some other endeavors...)
As I finally got a minute last shift to start documenting, I thought about what was really happening and a couple of words came to mind.
While I ran myself hither and yon the first four hours, I really wasn't idle (my first word), but I'd suspect some of the chitchat here and there was. As I'm running around, I don't mind speed chatting or bantering with the patients as I hang all of my patients IVs for the shift. My night--come in, run an IV, stop, flush, run another IV of Vancomycin, stop, flush, hold and run another IV, and so on, like a bad TV commercial. I can't get too in-depth.
Unfortunately, sometimes oncoming report is a little too idle. We have some nurses who will give you the new orders list (we write one as we take things off) and your report the same way every time and it's complete. A couple of our people are new and they still haven't learned how to give report, so they tend to engage in idle chatter and miss the big stuff. Like the blood cultures ordered three hours before end-of-shift that have to be done today or the 102 temp that the patient getting blood just spiked near the end of his transfusion, or the report on the patient who returned from acute. It wasn't a big deal for anyone else, but it was for me, since I was his nurse.
Eventually, the last four hours drifted into the idyll category. Our neighborhood isn't exactly pastoral, but sometimes, it is pretty, just before dark, and this night, it was exceptional. The sky was a pinkish-red that glowed as the sun set. I only noticed it because I had a minute to look out the window when I called my husband. It made me think of that old saying, "Red at night, sailor's delight." My patients, including the returning one, were quiet and happy. They got all their nightly pills and drifted off to sleep. The only thing that broke the idyll was a fever in another patient, which required an all-hands fire drill to get all the labs pulled before the oncoming shift came.
So we left our coworkers with an idle, idyllic moment of their own, with sleeping patients, as we walked out the door into the cool of midnight.
More later...
As I finally got a minute last shift to start documenting, I thought about what was really happening and a couple of words came to mind.
While I ran myself hither and yon the first four hours, I really wasn't idle (my first word), but I'd suspect some of the chitchat here and there was. As I'm running around, I don't mind speed chatting or bantering with the patients as I hang all of my patients IVs for the shift. My night--come in, run an IV, stop, flush, run another IV of Vancomycin, stop, flush, hold and run another IV, and so on, like a bad TV commercial. I can't get too in-depth.
Unfortunately, sometimes oncoming report is a little too idle. We have some nurses who will give you the new orders list (we write one as we take things off) and your report the same way every time and it's complete. A couple of our people are new and they still haven't learned how to give report, so they tend to engage in idle chatter and miss the big stuff. Like the blood cultures ordered three hours before end-of-shift that have to be done today or the 102 temp that the patient getting blood just spiked near the end of his transfusion, or the report on the patient who returned from acute. It wasn't a big deal for anyone else, but it was for me, since I was his nurse.
Eventually, the last four hours drifted into the idyll category. Our neighborhood isn't exactly pastoral, but sometimes, it is pretty, just before dark, and this night, it was exceptional. The sky was a pinkish-red that glowed as the sun set. I only noticed it because I had a minute to look out the window when I called my husband. It made me think of that old saying, "Red at night, sailor's delight." My patients, including the returning one, were quiet and happy. They got all their nightly pills and drifted off to sleep. The only thing that broke the idyll was a fever in another patient, which required an all-hands fire drill to get all the labs pulled before the oncoming shift came.
So we left our coworkers with an idle, idyllic moment of their own, with sleeping patients, as we walked out the door into the cool of midnight.
More later...
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
"Reports of my demise
...are greatly exaggerated. " Mark Twain
Lots of stuff brewing as I'm wandering around a major Southern city sweating in the humidity that we usually get in my neck of the woods later.
Work was work, but more on that later. Gotta run to breakfast....stay tuned!
Lots of stuff brewing as I'm wandering around a major Southern city sweating in the humidity that we usually get in my neck of the woods later.
Work was work, but more on that later. Gotta run to breakfast....stay tuned!
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