I've added a new item to my portfolio:
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| I've added a new entry to my book, "The Bradbury Chronicles" "The Man in the Mirror" P.S: Thanks? to whoever decided to toss a pie at me the other day. Please be aware that Fort Kiya is still in full effect, and no random flying pies can hurt me. Hmph! |
Dear Friends, It's officially spooky season, and have I got a tale for you! It's 19:50 - ten minutes until you can clock out for your shift. You're on pins and needles because the charge nurse - or you - had spied the paperwork at the reception desk stating what sends chills of panic down your spine. You stare at the clock in agony. It's 19:51. The handover is taking forever to be completed. It's like watching dripping molasses in real time. Every buzz of the front door sends your heart leaping. PleaseGodno.PleaseGodno.Hurryupalready! You beg and plead. It's 19:52. And just when you think you can almost breathe a sigh of relief; that the gods have been merciful and all is safe in the world, you hear those dreaded four words: NEW ADMISSION IS HERE! (whatever else that goes through one's mind after that is definitely not PG-relatable) The End. |
Psst! Have you stopped by to purchase a pumpkin for you or a friend?
You never know what goodies are in store, and it's all for great causes! |
Ack! Feels like I've not been around here for a while. Been working a lot of night shifts, so finally got some time to breathe...for a day. Anyway, how are you? How you've been keeping? Keep me updated with stuff. I want all the gossip, gist, tea! |
| Amethyst SkellyBones Angel |
| Hanging in there in spite of a persistent cold following the grand weekend with my family. |
Dusting out the ol' portfolio and had to do a lil' update on a few things! I seem to recall a certain Witch *cough*Wraithy WiԎchy of Woe!*cough* eager for word searches, so here you go! An updated one:
And two new ones:
P.S: There's a whole darn folder full of extra stuff if you want to go browsing to find out if you missed anything.
Happy Saturday, everyone! |
Happy Friday, all ye fine folks! Came online the other day to a wonderful surprise in the form of nominations for: "The Quills" Thanks so very much to the person(s) who deemed my items worthy of the recognition: "Week Three (8): Blackbird"
(of which I am only a teeny-tiny part of a group of excellent angels who do their best to spread their wings all over the site!) Thank you so very much! And congratulations to Jeff-o'-lantern 🎃 Please send him lots of coffee and prayers - while he deals with how to get a clone to keep up with all his activities around here. I mean he even took over my "Musicology Anthology" The man is tireless! And if you haven't nominated anyone yet and want to do so, please check out the link below:
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R.I.P Robert Redford. You were one heck of an actor and humanitarian. P.S: I sincerely apologize for thinking you were Brad Pitt's father for a while there. |
| So sorry! I always liked him, both for his acting and direction. RIP! Still, iKïyå§amhain |
| Bureaucracy. Bureaucracy. Bureaucracy. One word that stings and is all too frustrating in my line of work. It is so, so, so, so difficult to watch patients literally wasting away in hospital beds simply because they cannot go back home due to...Bureaucracy. Some of these patients were once able to walk - even if it was with their walkers/frames - when they were admitted; full of life and excitement at the prospect of getting their rehab completed and going back home. Months later, they cannot even lift a foot without stumbling to the floor. They can't remember where they are or even who they are. The apathy increases. They are now simply shells of their former selves. A hospital setting - no matter how serene the environs are - is no place for anyone to 'live' in. And we are especially dealing with a demographic who need to be in a setting they are most familiar and comfortable with. They long for home. They weep for home, but we keep them imprisoned simply because of...Bureaucracy. The healthcare system is a joke. We all know that. And yet, all promises to reform start from where? How do you even begin to fix something this broken? A shame all around. |
| Options like outreach social workers and visiting nurses or aides (a PhD or MD or... isn't always necessary) may prove to healthier. If a medical social worker can monitor the situation that should be enough. Hospice is another option. Euthanasia is another. A system that's afraid of letting people go is a major problem. Fear of death is a talking point. Agency is another. |
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| Kåre เลียม Enga I could go through a litany of all the issues, but you already get the idea. |
(and if you don't agree, you're just a hater or you don't know the English language. Pfft!) Speaking of gibberish, here are some prime examples of how to formulate new words and give them new meanings: Enjoy! |
| iKïyå§amhain |
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Wow, woke up to my usual Wednesday Newsletter Day, and was humbly surprised to see a couple of my works featured in quite a few of them! I mean more than usual Thanks so very much to the hardworking newsletter editors for the recognition! Especially for this one below:
Write on! |
Guuuuueeesss what, folks! All seven tasks have now been revealed below!
And if you've been procrastinating, well you're in luck as you've got THREE more days to get your entries in! Don't miss out on getting the exclusive MB that's going into the vault when this is all over. ...and now this gal is going to get some shut eye. Another long day shift tomorrow. |
If we had 20 minutes, to their vitals, we'd check through their valuables, and maybe get them settled into a room (depending on how many valuables they had and how complicated it was to go through everything), but the nursing assessment would be left to the next team. With 30 minutes, the nursing assessment might be done, but the rest of what I just mentioned would likely be done by the next team. Unless the patient didn't talk much at all, there wasn't likely time for both.