Reblog: Nurses Eat Their Young – Resources for Lateral Violence

Nurses Eat Their Young : Resources for Lateral Violence

The issue of ‘nurses eating their young’ has been one that I have experienced, as well as witnessed.  The above link, courtesy of the Nerdy Nurse, offers an extensive list of resources and articles on the topic. I tried reblogging it, but believe that only applies to sites hosted on wordpress.com servers.

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Time For Some Nursing Haikus

Time for nurse haikus
Hourly round, check your labs
clarify orders

With a CBI,
Running normal saline can
keep you so busy

Lumbar drains are weird
Taking some spinal fluid
Don’t forget the clips

Droplet precautions
Gown, gloves, and face shield protect
from nasty microbes

What’s your pain like?
Three out of ten? Let’s hold off
on the Dilaudid

Carbapenem Diem: Seize the Enterococcus.  

http://phenomena.nationalgeographic.com/2015/11/21/mcr-gene-colistin/

I found this interesting article about the science behind how some pathogenic microorganisms are developing a resistance to one of the last bastions of medicine to fight them. Specifically, Carbepenem Resistant Enterococcus (CRE).  While the article points out that resistant bacterial threats, similar to this, have not unfolded in as dire straits as predicted; it is still a grave concern.

Oh, and if you find this article interesting; there is some level of hope in the concept of “quorum sensing.”  I discovered this when searching through TED Talks.  Here is that link:

https://www.ted.com/talks/bonnie_bassler_on_how_bacteria_communicate?language=en#

Rant #1: There is no such thing as a ‘male nurse.’

Male-Nurse-Joke-28-Years

There is no such thing as a ‘male nurse.’ There is no such thing as a ‘murse.’  Please, under no circumstances,  should one ever reference the Ben Stiller character in the movie, “Meet The Fokkers” because that movie sucked. Please don’t tell me some anecdote about how your (family member) was treated at (healthcare facility) and had a (male) nurse who was absolutely (wonderful, nice, friendly, yada yada), specifically to emphasize how males have the ability to provide care to others.

I am a nurse. I didn’t become a nurse, as part of a failed plot to become a doctor. The stethoscope I wear around my neck is one of many tools I use to care for people. It is not on loan from a doctor. I am part of the rich heritage that has helped shape, strengthen, and advance health care. I happen to be male, which only has a bearing at work when it comes to which bathroom I use. I am a nurse.

The Statistics Fan Club Has Been Cancelled

I can’t say that I am a big fan of statistics. In pursuit of an RN-to-BSN degree at Penn State, I have a short list of classes that I need to take. I will say that the particular professor that is teaching this section is doing a remarkable job in his attempt to make it interesting and applicable to nursing.

I have really been making an effort to drum up as much enthusiasm for the topic. While I get that I must understand the basics of statistics to sift through data in a profession that emphasizes ‘evidence-based practice;’ I can’t wait until it is over.

p.s. One of the things that makes it frustrating to learn statistics is that I am consistently finding keywords that are NOT listed in the index. I believe that this must be part of some tacit effort by statisticians to keep its sacred knowledge hidden to others.