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Bullies Go Home! Part 1

February 2, 2012 Leave a comment

Bullying is a much talked about subject but most of us still relate it to the schoolyard bully. The typical poking fun or name-calling that occurs as we grow into adulthood.

Workplace bullying can be much more inclusive. It can take on a wide range of definitions and of course as we get smarter, the more creative the bully becomes.

“Unlike the typical forms of school bullying, workplace bullies often operate within the established rules and policies of their organization and their society. Bullying in the workplace is in the majority of cases reported as having been perpetrated by management and takes a wide variety of forms. Bullying can be covert or overt.” Source.

Nearly 49% of all American workers report that they have been affected by workplace bullying, either being a target themselves or having witnessed abusive behavior against a co-worker. The effects of bullying can be numerous and all-encompassing. It can affect not only the individual, but all those that surround him/her.

So I ask you – WHY do bullies exist?

More on bully strategies in Part 2.

Butterball In The Facilities

January 26, 2012 Leave a comment

I just loved Butterball…he made me laugh and taught me so much. A student nurse at the time working at a retirement home, one of the gentlemen under my care was ‘Butterball’ – coined by me after the Butterball turkey.

With glasses that filled a large portion of his face, a perfectly round belly full of ascites and a shiny, bald head, Butterball also had a killer sense of humor. He always had a smile on his face and loved to tease anyone within reach.

I carried a pager that was connected to patient call bells and every 30 mins, Butterball would ring for the facilities. Three months of this and not one trickle…he wore an adult diaper but I thought he may still be feeling the urge. I dug into all of my nursing textbooks researching urinary conditions and what might be plaguing poor Mr. Butterball. With hundreds of potential diseases at my fingertips, I decided to review the situation with my fave Nursing professor.

After a lengthy recount of Butterball’s situation, she simply offered this: Have you taken even 20 minutes to sit alongside him and just talk? If you were sitting alone in a small room 22 hours per day, everyday – what would your ‘needs’ be? There was my AHA…Mr. Butterball was lonely and just needed that interaction.

That’s when I learned that medicine is more about people and their basic needs than about diseases, medications, or equipment.

The Golden Key

January 17, 2012 Leave a comment

I had never aspired to be a Nurse Manager because I felt it was a no-win position. Had seen co-workers move ‘up’ to this position and change. Everyone seemed to stop liking them as they turned cranky…sqeezed tightly between the bedside nurse as advocate and upper management who had pre-existing agendas.

Funny how we view things before having lived similar experiences. Most in healthcare are thrust into these roles without any support – whether PD, mentorship, or experience outside of “the institution”.

Don’t wait for your organization to hand you the golden key. Read, ask questions, then read some more. Do some volunteer work around your own unit, your child’s school, or another local organization where expectations are not as great or time-sensitive. This work will eventually pay off in spades!

Let us never be betrayed into saying we have finished our education; because that would mean we had stopped growing. – Julia H. Gulliver

Dreams of Nursing

December 19, 2011 1 comment

I never knew I was an entrepreneur…and I certainly never dreamt of being both a nurse and entrepreneur!

Looking back, it is much more clear to me but during my 20s, I was so lost – could never seem to find my “niche”. I generally lasted only a couple of years at any one place – med-surg, then CCU, then Addictions, then NNICU, then Flight Nursing, then Education…ahhh. I actually loved all of them but I didn’t know why I got that itch to move on after only a few years.

I was 12 years old when I applied to be a volunteer at our local hospital..always knew I wanted to be a nurse. Unfortunately, they told me I had to be 13. My birthday was in November and I had applied the summer before by teen years began. After being rejected, I decided stubbornly to type a letter to the Director asking her to please make an exception.

She said YES! I had a fabulous 3 summers volunteering with the elderly and hearing-impaired children…and the first time I got what I wanted (outside of pitching a fit to torchor my parents).

Coming full circle and after all of those years moving around, I finally found my “niche” and the reason I chose Nursing in the first place…to learn something new every day and the flexibility of CHOICE.

Blogging

December 3, 2011 2 comments

So I thought I should start blogging since my life is already so crazy. Wanted some time to myself and I used to love writing as a child…although I feel like I write a lot in the context of my career, it’s generally ‘professional’. My world as a “nurse” has been somewhat non-traditional, but that’s why I’m writing…nurses don’t have to be traditional any longer.

I’ve been on a pretty wild journey throughout my nursing career from working in ICUs hogging the code beeper, to flying sick neonates, to being a clinical instructor for nursing students; all of which I loved. About 6 years ago, I left the hospital to take my entrepreneurial journey…OMG – what was I thinking? Only 30 years old, working in healthcare since my volunteer days at 12 yrs old, and absolutely no idea about business, finance, blah blah.

What a learning curve to pick up all of this stuff on the fly…talk about fake it ’til ya make it! I remember on day 1 after crafting a stellar mission statement and printing it on blue-colored paper, I headed off to our local biz support organization. They told me to put together a Board and seek VC. HUH? Where do I find a Board – in the yellow pages? Why do I have to attend Virginia College? So that’s where I started.

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