I was sitting in a bar last week watching a basketball game. I don’t have television at my house. It’s more like a large screen computer with no news or local channels. I do like to keep up with the times and even catch sports here and there so I know what people are talking […]Read More Tee Boxes
So cliche’. I know it’s not just a river in Africa. It’s a coping mechanism. We use it when we aren’t ready to accept truth. We bargain. We blame. We excuse. We wish for something different, something better, until we are ready to accept what is. I have a partial thickness tear in my rotator […]Read More De Nile
As I started down the skinny trail, it dawned on me that I had followed a bunch of twenty-somethings into an area I did not know. You idiot, I muttered. Twenty-somethings are invincible. I am not. I looked back. Going back was a long way back up the narrow cat track. I looked left and […]Read More Screaming Eagle
I was talking to a student today about medical futility and the ethical dilemmas that sometime crop up in caring for patients in the hospital. Sometimes patients are so sick that it appears there is no cure, no fix. It can be patient driven, a product of the patient’s environment, or progression of disease and […]Read More Hold the Phone
In my first year of nursing school, we spent time doing a rotation at the VA. Being that it was Memorial Day today, I recalled how much I enjoyed working with the veterans. Most of them were WWII vets with a few Korean War and Vietnam vets mixed in. The WWII vets were in their […]Read More Dirty Vets
I’ve had several folks tell me lately that I must have thick skin to work in the field that I do. The heartbreak, sadness, and loss that is faced every single day in the 30 rooms on our unit… and likely in the 576 beds at our hospital…is phenomenal. Heartbreak isn’t just oncology. It’s everywhere. […]Read More Thick Skin or Solid Foundation?
I am. I need not be no other. A friend recently commented on how adventurous and free my life seems to be. This, I say, is the fruit of my labor. The years of not knowing who I was until I found me. The relationships I found my way out of in order to […]Read More Why are you?
It’s the obnoxious person at the party that no one invited. It’s the silent terrorist plotting it’s next move. It knows no boundaries, Has no prejudices It is not kind, compassionate, or loving in any way. It sees no religion. It has no empathy. It is cancer. It does not know that we are […]Read More Boundary Issues
Every day is like Christmas to me. Gifts. Love. Music. Appreciation. Gratitude. Every morning when I am blessed with waking up, I think of the people in my life and I feel as though I’ve been given a warm holiday for my heart. Everyone I know has lost someone close to them…someone that cannot be […]Read More On Holiday
April 12, 2015. I sat and held his puffy hand. Just four days earlier I was amid a normal workday on the unit, a student in tow. We took a break, because it’s important to teach student nurses how to take care of themselves. It’s a time when we check our phones to see if we […]Read More A Road Less Traveled