Authenticity. Honesty. Substance. Realness. These words keep fighting their way to the surface this morning as I struggle with my jumbled-up thoughts. Continue reading
When you see me rushing off the unit in the evening, it may look like I’m running away from you … and maybe I am. In a way. At least a tiny bit.
As a nurse on a fast-paced telemetry unit, each and every shift is a blur of call lights, monitors, meds, rounding doctors, ringing phones, and endless beeps. There are ECGs to read, Continue reading
I went to a meeting recently where the speaker began by saying that we need to keep an open mind. Well, I’ve been Debi long enough to know that Debi just doesn’t do that well. Continue reading
There are many aspects of Lupus that I hate. I know I shouldn’t, but I can’t help it. I do. Continue reading
I told Tommy this morning that I sure wish I could take some of this from him. Continue reading
I personally thought the chemo was going to be the scariest part. They told us that Tommy Continue reading
As nurses AND as humans, our perception of another’s struggles is just so incredibly limited. We don’t know what it’s like for them. We just don’t. Continue reading
I was told in shift report that she was “pleasantly confused.” Because I know these patients always need an extra careful eye, I went to her room first as I began my day.
I had a bit of a “moment” about midway through my shift the other day. I was walking down the hall and all of the sudden I felt that tickly feeling sneaking up behind my eyes. Continue reading