Well, a busy year has come and almost gone and there's a lot to say.
I went to an ICU for my final practicum. Kicked a ton of ass but got screwed out of training and, ultimately, a job.
I desperately looked for a job after the ICU fell through and found a great spot to land in cardiology.
I studied far too little for one of the most important exams in my life and was smiled on by the CRNE gods with a passing grade.
And now, one year since we last talked, I am a Registered Nurse with no clear opportunities but I have gained all the confidence I need to push myself for the rest of my career.
So, I guess now I know what it takes to become a nurse.
It takes perseverance, duh.
It takes heart, robots are shitty nurses
It takes the strength to change, you will never be the same person again.
It takes everything you've got and then it asks for more.
Because, if you're not giving everything you've got then you will never know how much you have to give.
Oh yeah, coffee....lots of coffee.
Friday, July 26, 2013
Monday, September 10, 2012
Lost
Why is it that nurses forget that the patients they care for usually do not understand the environment in which they find themselves or at the very least have an outdated or incomplete picture of the health care world they find themselves to be a part of?
To a nurse in the ED/ER they see another patient with the sniffles who decided to be a pantywaist and go to the hospital and end up causing unnecessary delays for those who actually require attention as well as occasionally being an ungrateful ass all the while. They see...well, I'll be damned if I can rationalise a trip to the hospital for a cold...I guess the best I can say is that people go to the hospital based on THEIR understanding of the care they require and not ours.
Does this piss us off?
Yep. But who are the professional in this situation?
That would be us, and we should act like it.
Bottom line, situations like the one mentioned (a very tame example) usually end up needing some level of education and, instead of complaining to those around us about how predictable and frustrating our job is (don't get me wrong, this is completely warranted in the right circumstances) we need to see situations like these with a higher level of respect and understanding and conduct ourselves in a wholly professional manner.
Easier said than done.
We're not really wired that way. We will bitch about ANY job we have, paid or not but you can always tell which ones are commiserating a truth and which ones are raging about something they could probably change if they cared to.
Reminds me of a story...
I used to work in construction and a large portion of my work involved placing concrete in really hard to reach places (called duplex basements) and doing so in extreme heat or extreme cold with precious few of these basements being large open spaces ready to be poured on warm, pleasant afternoons.
I was a crew foreman, which meant I could tell people to do stuff; and during one particularly inhospitable winter, I had a young man (teenager) named Jonas working for me (changed his name...not sure why). Now, Jonas was not from Canada, he was from Europe and his parents had sent him to Canada to stay with relatives so that he could "get some life under his belt" which, in this case, was code for "get him the hell out of our hair so that we can go on an extended vacation". So, in turn, Jonas' relatives had talked to my boss and gotten him a job being a labourer with our company because what teenager wouldn't learn some life skills from being chained to a wheelbarrow six days a week and being forced to move large amounts of concrete while angry old Italian men (who were usually in various stages of inebriation by 0900 hrs) shouted unintelligible orders at you?
Clearly the relatives' plan was foolproof.
Now, I was not a cruel taskmaster, I rarely shouted, led by example whenever possible, and was never drunk (at work). I rather enjoyed Jonas as he was a bit of fresh air from all the aforementioned crusty buggers with whom I was accustomed to working. But one day, Jonas just couldn't be helped.
It was a very cold day and our boss had given the option of working to the respective foremen at the morning huddle (seriously a huddle in a half-finished house where there was one working heater). I elected to have my crew stay for a while and finish up some things as Christmas was fast approaching and money can get tight at that time when you work construction. I gave Jonas one simple job: drill some small holes in the basement walls, blow the dust out of them, then you can go home. That's it. barely an hour's work. I was about to leave to go outside when I heard Jonas griping about his work and my decision to stay loudly to his buddy filtering up from the basement.
Maybe it was his youth, maybe inexperience with labour intensive jobs, maybe his upbringing in general, I don't know.
But he had no clue how easy he had it.
I had a ton of work I could have forced him to do, but didn't; but he didn't know that.
I can guarantee my naivete to the nursing world but I bet it isn't that different in the bitching department. I know things suck and we feel we can't change them but the difference is that we are professionals and like it or not this demands that we respond more appropriately.
This includes nursing students. Take a step back and realize what an amazing profession you find yourself to be a part of and strive to do better.
Better than forming exclusive cliques.
Better than doing the minimum.
Better than seeing your patient load as a "to-do" list.
Better than seeing your managers as enemies.
Better than making shit up for your continuing competence requirements.
Better than you used to be.
To a nurse in the ED/ER they see another patient with the sniffles who decided to be a pantywaist and go to the hospital and end up causing unnecessary delays for those who actually require attention as well as occasionally being an ungrateful ass all the while. They see...well, I'll be damned if I can rationalise a trip to the hospital for a cold...I guess the best I can say is that people go to the hospital based on THEIR understanding of the care they require and not ours.
Does this piss us off?
Yep. But who are the professional in this situation?
That would be us, and we should act like it.
Bottom line, situations like the one mentioned (a very tame example) usually end up needing some level of education and, instead of complaining to those around us about how predictable and frustrating our job is (don't get me wrong, this is completely warranted in the right circumstances) we need to see situations like these with a higher level of respect and understanding and conduct ourselves in a wholly professional manner.
Easier said than done.
We're not really wired that way. We will bitch about ANY job we have, paid or not but you can always tell which ones are commiserating a truth and which ones are raging about something they could probably change if they cared to.
Reminds me of a story...
I used to work in construction and a large portion of my work involved placing concrete in really hard to reach places (called duplex basements) and doing so in extreme heat or extreme cold with precious few of these basements being large open spaces ready to be poured on warm, pleasant afternoons.
I was a crew foreman, which meant I could tell people to do stuff; and during one particularly inhospitable winter, I had a young man (teenager) named Jonas working for me (changed his name...not sure why). Now, Jonas was not from Canada, he was from Europe and his parents had sent him to Canada to stay with relatives so that he could "get some life under his belt" which, in this case, was code for "get him the hell out of our hair so that we can go on an extended vacation". So, in turn, Jonas' relatives had talked to my boss and gotten him a job being a labourer with our company because what teenager wouldn't learn some life skills from being chained to a wheelbarrow six days a week and being forced to move large amounts of concrete while angry old Italian men (who were usually in various stages of inebriation by 0900 hrs) shouted unintelligible orders at you?
Clearly the relatives' plan was foolproof.
Now, I was not a cruel taskmaster, I rarely shouted, led by example whenever possible, and was never drunk (at work). I rather enjoyed Jonas as he was a bit of fresh air from all the aforementioned crusty buggers with whom I was accustomed to working. But one day, Jonas just couldn't be helped.
It was a very cold day and our boss had given the option of working to the respective foremen at the morning huddle (seriously a huddle in a half-finished house where there was one working heater). I elected to have my crew stay for a while and finish up some things as Christmas was fast approaching and money can get tight at that time when you work construction. I gave Jonas one simple job: drill some small holes in the basement walls, blow the dust out of them, then you can go home. That's it. barely an hour's work. I was about to leave to go outside when I heard Jonas griping about his work and my decision to stay loudly to his buddy filtering up from the basement.
Maybe it was his youth, maybe inexperience with labour intensive jobs, maybe his upbringing in general, I don't know.
But he had no clue how easy he had it.
I had a ton of work I could have forced him to do, but didn't; but he didn't know that.
I can guarantee my naivete to the nursing world but I bet it isn't that different in the bitching department. I know things suck and we feel we can't change them but the difference is that we are professionals and like it or not this demands that we respond more appropriately.
This includes nursing students. Take a step back and realize what an amazing profession you find yourself to be a part of and strive to do better.
Better than forming exclusive cliques.
Better than doing the minimum.
Better than seeing your patient load as a "to-do" list.
Better than seeing your managers as enemies.
Better than making shit up for your continuing competence requirements.
Better than you used to be.
Monday, July 23, 2012
Murses Are Ninja Forklifts
So I recently wrote a paper for a class this summer and initially I chose my topic based on what I thought would be easy pickings for smacking out a paper that would be long enough to get me a B+....or a B, whatever. So, after researching and doing a large literature review (srsly, I did), I ended up with a lot of material from the last 7 years that was fairly eye-opening. I'm a fairly unassuming guy and I'm not prone to letting others suggest to me when I have and haven't been 'wronged' but the body of research I read gave me a definition for the nagging uneasiness and situations of perplexity I have felt and experienced ever since I started my nursing training:
Gender bias.
Now, please understand that I'm not upset. I'm not mad at anyone, and I'm not holding any one person accountable for what I've learned; but I am determined to fix what I see as broken in any way I can.
I would give you the rundown of my paper here in the post but I feel my paper can stand on its own so I will let you all peruse it at your leisure. Apologies for the length!
Gender bias.
Now, please understand that I'm not upset. I'm not mad at anyone, and I'm not holding any one person accountable for what I've learned; but I am determined to fix what I see as broken in any way I can.
I would give you the rundown of my paper here in the post but I feel my paper can stand on its own so I will let you all peruse it at your leisure. Apologies for the length!
Mursing and the Struggle for Equality
Men entering the nursing field not only encounter the
unique challenge of learning, working, and thriving in a profession that is
numerically dominated by females, but also face a nursing education system that
is geared toward female learners. In a
nursing program, men have the rare distinction of being a visible minority and,
as a result, their needs are often overlooked and consciously or unconsciously
ignored by faculty members who often represent the white, female majority of
the profession (Keogh & O'Lynn, 2007; Taylor, 2010) . Attrition rates of males in nursing programs
are high and have been recorded at an estimated 40-50%, which is well above the
average faculty attrition rates (Stott, 2006) . Additional qualitative studies have found that
isolation, discrimination, and exclusion are common themes expressed by male
nursing students (Bell-Scriber,
2008; Stott, 2006; McLaughlin, Muldoon, & Moutray, 2010) . It is of serious concern to the nursing
profession that this cycle of negative inputs and outcomes involving male
nurses is occurring in an age and society where gender issues are thought to be
an issue of the past. Moreover, these inequities
are occurring in the faculties and workplaces of a profession that prides
itself on being a leader in health education.
The Large Male Elephant in Pink Scrubs
Recalling personal experience, I have not found that my
experiences in nursing have been tainted by any overt gender bias. However, upon further researching this topic
I found that there were a number of issues that I had thought to be normative
where, in fact, they were half-truths or omissions. The most significant of these realizations
was the seemingly complete omission of the historical contributions of men in
nursing. The title of this section
exemplifies my current feelings toward being a male in the female-dominated
profession of nursing. Specifically, men
have been academically accepted into nursing faculties and many have succeeded
in completing their programs; but we, as men, have been ‘clothed’ in a
feminine-based model of nursing and somehow nobody is even discussing the odd
fit. We no longer have the ‘luxury’ in this day and age to identify issues of
gender bias simply by their superficial characteristics as was possible in the
past. Instead, we have moved into an era where the overt biases have been
eliminated but the deeper, more subconscious biases are only beginning to be
discovered.
Nursing has never been a more important issue in society
than it is in this modern age. With
almost every healthcare model in the world relying on nursing in some capacity
to function, the recruitment and retention of skilled nurses has never been a
more pressing issue (Bell-Scriber, 2008) .
As Canada faces an all-encompassing shortage of nurses, the fact that
men make up such a small percentage of the nursing workforce is of particular
concern to both society and the nursing community itself (Bell-Scriber, 2008) . The provinces have been proactive in pursuing
strategies to mitigate the shortage; with some even attempting to meet the
demand in their nurse staffing levels by ‘importing’ trained nurses from other
countries. From a bystander’s view, however, it is curious to see the
astronomical effort expended in obtaining these out-of-country nurses when the
option of tapping into the underrepresented 49% of males in Canada seems to
have gone untested (Meadus & Twomey, 2011) . In 2009, males accounted for just 6.2% (16,475)
of registered nurses in Canada and had an average provincial representation
rate of 6.04% (CNA, 2011) . This rate is below that of the United States
(6.6%) (HRSA, 2010)
and Australia (9.6%) (AIHW, 2011) . Additionally, the Yukon employed the highest
percentage of male RN’s with 10.6% while Prince Edward Island had the lowest at
2.4% (CNA, 2011) . From 2005 to 2009, the proportion of male
RN’s in Canada grew by only 0.62% and the average provincial growth rate was
0.15% (CNA, 2011) . These numbers serve to quantify the glacially
slow increase of male nurses in all Canadian provinces but do not give light to
the mental and emotional state of males in nursing.
Gender bias has been defined as “behaviour that results
from the underlying belief in sex-role stereotypes” (Cudé & Winfrey, 2007) . This volatile issue is particularly
contentious to female nurses in general as their history, since the inception
of modern nursing, has been forged in its flame. The effects of nursing’s history are visible
even in the current state of the profession; in a recent newsletter from the
Manitoba Nurses Union (2012) a smiling, middle-aged white female is pictured in
a report as a ‘profile’ of a typical Manitoban nurse. While picturing a middle-aged female was
likely a conscious decision on the part of the editor(s), there is no
indication that the race of the model is intentional. This small window into the collective mind of
a nurse union shows us that the lack of representation of society’s makeup in
the nursing ranks is in plain sight but gives no indication that it is being
remedied or that it is even viewed as a problem (Taylor, 2010) .
This has a personal effect as it shows to me that unions,
staff nurses, managers, nursing faculty, and other students can plainly see the
issue of misrepresentation before them but nobody in the schools (where I have
the bulk of my nursing experience) seems to have acknowledged it as an
issue. To say nothing of other visible
minorities in nursing, this realization has stripped away some of the rose
colouring from my view of nursing as a profession and given me a small taste of
being a minority. This has ultimately
been a positive experience as it has given me a new sense of purpose within
this profession. My original purpose was
to complete nursing school and work hard as a nurse for as many years as I was
able; now, however, I have added the desire to further this profession by
making the road to nursing a little more navigable for men entering nursing
after me.
Historical Analysis
Nursing is a profession with roots in antiquity; the first
nursing school in recorded history was located in India in approximately 250 BC
(Cudé & Winfrey, 2007) . The earliest nursing structure resembling
modern nursing models staffed wards of the hospitals of the Byzantine Empire
around 330 AD (Bullough, 1994) . The majority of the nurses in
both instances were male (all-male in India), and it was not until the 19th
century that this tradition would take a historic gender-based shift at the
hands of one Florence Nightingale (Cudé & Winfrey, 2007) . The effects of her contributions to nursing
can be seen in almost every textbook dealing with nursing history, but the most
telling of her contributions may lie with the pieces of history not included in
the texts (McLaughlin, Muldoon, & Moutray, 2010; Meadus
& Twomey, 2011) .
Nightingale: The Destroyer
According to Cudé and Winfrey (2007), Nightingale was the
first to declare nursing as “women’s work” and actively opposed the involvement
of men in the practice as, “their ‘horny hands’ were detrimental to
caring.” Nightingale’s statement has had
an indelible effect on the nursing profession in the time since she first gave
voice to this view because, by wholeheartedly embracing the ideals Nightingale
embodied and advocated for, nursing was transformed into “a profession for
single women of impeccable moral standards” (Cudé & Winfrey, 2007) . Furthermore,
Nightingale’s proclamation that nursing was a natural fit for women due to
their ‘inborn’ caring and mothering characteristics was, itself, a stereotype
that did a disservice both to men who wanted to nurse and to women who did not (Cudé & Winfrey, 2007) . From this point in time forward (arguably,
even today), it was nearly impossible to distinguish the image of a ‘good nurse’
from that of a ‘good woman’ or a ‘good mother’ (Keogh & O'Lynn, 2007) . These views,
in addition to the advent of structured nursing training, were eventually
successful in ostracizing males from nursing (Keogh & O'Lynn, 2007) . Unfortunately, the feminine conquerors (women
of the period who were shedding Victorian ideals of female subservience) were
also successful in another form as the history of men and their contributions
to nursing were ultimately forgotten (Cudé & Winfrey, 2007) .
While Nightingale certainly represented a new standard in
women’s liberation of that era, the ingraining of an anti-male ideal among
generations of nurses has created a modern problem that was likely impossible
to foresee and difficult to imagine. Perhaps, then, it is not so difficult to
see why the current nursing environment is so unwelcoming towards men as the
touted “mother of modern nursing” was also its most vocal chauvinist.
Socio-Cultural Analysis
The culture within nursing has been depicted by current literature
to represent a treacherous pathway sown with hostility, contempt, selfishness,
and even violence (MNU, 2012; Keogh & O'Lynn, 2007) . This environment has led to difficulties in
recruiting and retaining nurses in general and has likely had a hand in the
premature end of many nursing careers (McLaughlin, Muldoon, & Moutray, 2010) . To fully grasp the gravity and breadth of the
causes behind the low numbers of males in nursing, this negative culture must
be explored with a gendered lens.
Society has taken cues from the history with which the
nursing profession has aligned itself and widely holds many beliefs about
nursing, such as nursing as a feminine profession and that men who pursue this
career are gay or ‘unmanly’ (Meadus & Twomey, 2011; Bartfay, Bartfay, Clow, & Wu, 2010;
McLaughlin, Muldoon, & Moutray, 2010; Dyck, Oliffe, Phinney, &
Garrett, 2009) . These beliefs lie at the core of the issues
that see many males leaving nursing training and many more deterred from
entering nursing school at all.
I Care, Therefore I am Female Male
Another issue that has been realized recently with the
re-integration of men into nursing is the long history of caring being marketed
as a distinctly feminine trait (Grady, Stewardson, & Hall, 2008) . The concept
of caring is core to the profession of nursing and, as such, is imparted at
every level of nursing training as a common denominator to each action and role
of the nurse (Grady, Stewardson, & Hall, 2008) . The claim that caring is a feminine trait
that is always better exemplified by females is a view that has created role
strain and anxiety among male nursing students and has been identified as a
factor that directly contributes to attrition among this same population (Bartfay, Bartfay, Clow, & Wu, 2010) .
Continually passing off caring as a feminine trait in
nursing curriculum has placed a barrier in the path of males in nursing
faculties (Meadus & Twomey, 2011) . Faculty members may be unconsciously
contributing to this problem as the majority of these members are middle-aged,
white women who were taught and socialized in an era where the feminine
qualities of nursing were highly valued (Cudé & Winfrey, 2007) . Nurse educators, as is the same with all
educators, have the unique opportunity to teach and influence a large number of
impressionable soon-to-be colleagues. If
an educator is teaching a discriminatory message to their students (even
unconsciously), it serves as a veritable oil spill of discrimination whose
source continues to sully until plugged, the cleanup is tedious and never quite
fully successful*. However, blame is not
so simple to lay in this case as nursing professors are often precluded
(through no fault of their own) from offering bias-free teaching as they are operating
within systems and curricula that were designed to educate women (Grady, Stewardson, & Hall, 2008) . Surveys have identified that one of the most
significant hurdles faced by males in nursing school is being viewed as
“uncaring” and that men’s caring behaviours have been associated with fear,
inappropriateness, and sexuality (Grady, Stewardson, & Hall, 2008; Meadus &
Twomey, 2011) .
Men are Ninja Forklifts
Another aspect of society’s effect on men in nursing is
the view that men are always to be called upon when physical strength is
required. In a number of qualitative
studies, male participants identified experiences where they felt they were the
focus of discriminatory actions when they were conscripted to move patients or
control potentially violent situations (Meadus & Twomey, 2011) . These actions could definitely be viewed as
discriminatory as they only take the nurse’s gender in account while ignoring
the individual and their strengths and weaknesses. In one situation, a male student nurse was
pushed into a room with an agitated patient and, after the fact found that it
was upsetting as he felt he was singled out simply based on gender and no
consideration was made for his comfort with being asked to control the patient (Meadus & Twomey, 2011) . Students have also experienced unfair
treatment from instructors where their patient assignments were decided using
patient size and level of dependency to decide which patients the male student
would be caring for (Keogh & O'Lynn, 2007) . Additionally, other students related that
they were called to assist with patient moves in areas where they were not
assigned and where no regard for their current workload was given (Keogh & O'Lynn, 2007) .
The opposite side of this issue could also be argued that
men are typically physically stronger than women and, as such, should be
expected to assist colleagues in tasks that require a greater level of physical
strength. However, this issue could
likely be mitigated if nurses took the time to consider the individual they are
asking for help, male or female, instead of assuming compliance and making
demands of that individual. Nurses, as a
profession, are called to a higher standard of consideration in their interactions
with both their patients and their colleagues; there is simply no room for
nurses to treat gender with flippancy.
This sort of conduct leads into the legal-ethical considerations that
will be discussed in the next section.
Legal-Ethical Analysis
Ethics, more than legalities, apply to the issue of gender
bias in nursing, as it is a self-regulating profession that sets its own
standards of practice to address such an issue. There are very few legal cases
in Canadian nursing involving men alleging discrimination on the basis of gender;
the reason for this is likely that most issues are handled at the provincial regulatory
level. The various provincial nursing
colleges, including the College of Registered Nurses of Manitoba, are mandated
to regulate the nurses who hold licensure with their organization (CRNM,
2009) . As license holders with the CRNM, nurses are
bound by the Standards of Practice for Registered Nurses (2009). This document specifically references the
Canadian Nurses Association (CNA) Code of Ethics for Registered Nurses (2008)
as the main standard against which the behaviour of Manitoban nurses is to be
weighed. The Code of Ethics (2008)
contains short but clear guidelines when issues of discrimination are involved. The treatment of men in nursing will be
contrasted with the regulations set out in the Code of Ethics in this section.
Speak Softly
Men in nursing often receive treatment different from that
of their female counterparts and this is also evident in nursing schools. In one case mentioned by a qualitative study,
a male student was singled out of a group being taught electrocardiography
(ECG) in a nursing skills lab and instructed to remove his shirt so that the
group could practice the application of the ECG leads (Stott, 2006) . This student described feelings of shame as
they felt that it was assumed he had no qualms about removing his shirt simply
because he was male (Stott, 2006) .
This instance is very similar to the aforementioned violent patient situation
where the student felt they were singled out for no other reason than that they
were male. In another situation, male
students were instructed to provide urine samples during a skills lab demonstration
while their female colleagues received no such instructions (Stott, 2006) .
These situations bring to light the tendency of educators to treat male
students differently, particularly in the clinical scenario (Stott, 2006) .
In response to this type of treatment, I find a sense of
commonality with the male students in these scenarios where, in the moment,
neither the male student involved nor other students contradict or question the
actions of the instructor, leading to the reinforcement of the behaviour. I recall a nursing health assessment class
involving cardiopulmonary assessment and auscultation where we, as males were
told to remove our shirts so that others could hear the heart and breath sounds
more clearly but the females were not instructed to do the same. At that time, it occurred to me that it would
likely be frowned upon to even suggest that female students be asked to do the
same, even if it was only for other females to assess them. There is no doubt that vulnerability exists
more readily in the mind of a female being assessed by a male than vice versa
but again, in a professional setting, it cannot be assumed that men all feel the
same way simply because they are male.
A number of male students involved in nursing studies
expressed concern over providing intimate care to females, fearing they would
be accused of sexual inappropriateness or even sexual assault (Keogh & O'Lynn, 2007; Meadus & Twomey, 2011) . This very
real concern has lead to current practices such as the use of chaperones when
doctors are examining a patient of the opposite sex (Cudé & Winfrey, 2007) . Oddly
enough, this practice appears to stem more from the doctors’ fear of
allegations of misconduct as surveys have found patient attitudes toward these
chaperones show the majority have no preference regardless of patient age or
gender of the physician (Cudé & Winfrey, 2007) . These findings seem to support the notion
that healthcare practitioners are creating a larger issue than that which
actually exists and unnecessary action is being taken as a result.
Carry a Big Stick
The scope of the aforementioned issue is undoubtedly
smaller than that of other gender issues discussed. However, the origin of these thought
processes is likely the lingering social norms possessed in the minds of
faculty and students alike. The Code of Ethics for the Canadian Nurses Association
(2008) contains a broad statement regarding its view on discrimination in
nursing practice:
When providing care, nurses do not
discriminate on the basis of race, ethnicity, culture, political and spiritual
beliefs, social or marital status, gender,
sexual orientation, age, health status, place of origin, lifestyle, mental or
physical disability or socio-economic status or any other attribute. (Emphasis
added) (p. 17)
This statement clearly shows that the nursing profession
is serious about creating an atmosphere where professionalism abounds and its
detriments are spurned. However, the exception to this intention lies within
the labour and delivery wards of hospitals all over North America (Cudé & Winfrey, 2007) . In one survey, only 3 hospitals out of 30
surveyed had male nurses employed in labour and delivery (Cudé & Winfrey, 2007) . Even though
the unit managers were large proponents of these men in regards to
qualification and performance, many more managers surveyed were skeptical of
men’s ability to nurse in this area (Cudé & Winfrey, 2007) . Male students are often escorted in
interactions with patients in labour and delivery wards and, contrary to the
instructor’s belief that they are being helpful to students and protective of
the patients, they may actually be insinuating that there is something wrong
with having a male nurse care for these women (Cudé & Winfrey, 2007) . Once again, if nursing is truly a quality,
independently governed profession that prides itself on utilizing
evidence-based standards of care, then why is the focus in this area of nursing
set so firmly on the gender of its care providers when there is currently no research
indicating its importance?
Currently, no
proponents of anti-male or solely pro-female viewpoints have been discovered
(beyond labour and delivery wards) among published nursing literature so it is
unlikely that males will ever face an organized resistance to their presence in
nursing. However, the official
standpoint of the nursing profession as evidenced by the CNA Code of Ethics
(2008) is clear in its expectations for the behaviour of all nursing
practitioners. Nevertheless, males in nursing must be equally respectful and
caring in their handling of sensitive situations in order to avoid repeating
the mistakes of their nursing predecessors (Cudé & Winfrey, 2007) .
Barriers to Resolution
“She’s embarrassed because she’s
dating a nurse and I can’t see why.”
- Nurse Paul Flowers
“Well, that’s
because you’re doing a woman’s job, son.”
- Dr. Kelso
Scrubs - “His Story” (2003)
One of the main barriers to men wishing to become nurses
is rooted in the societal belief that nursing is “women’s work” and the fact
that this belief seems to be so entrenched in the psyche of nurses and
laypeople alike (Bartfay, Bartfay, Clow, & Wu, 2010) . Mass media
(television, movies, print materials, etc.) and the entertainment industry have
not been judicious or particularly considerate in their portrayal of men in
nursing and the negative effect this has on males who may otherwise prefer to
become a nurse cannot be discounted (Bartfay et al., 2010). Many nurses still deny the existence of a
gender bias in nursing simply because no overt discrimination exists in the
incarnation that such nurses are accustomed to experiencing it (perhaps, even
personally) (Bell-Scriber, 2008) .
A sentiment I have heard echoed by numerous practitioners
and laypeople alike is that patients (particularly in labour and delivery
wards) won’t stand to have a male nurse and will ask that their male care
provider be substituted for a female. While there is still a relatively small
pool of qualitative research into the experiences of male nursing students,
current research shows that these students have indicated that nursing
instructors and staff nurses are much more likely to view their presence in
nursing negatively than are the patients (Keogh & O'Lynn, 2007) .
Strategies for Resolution
Perhaps the most important aspect in regards to effecting
lasting change is the need for nursing educators to take the lead in teaching
and exemplifying behaviours of acceptance and confidence to their students (Stott, 2006) . Recognizing discriminatory treatment and
messaging can be difficult if attempted solely through self-reflection so it
may be helpful for teaching staff to invite outsiders or colleagues to their
teaching sessions in order to obtain feedback (Bell-Scriber, 2008) . Including support for men in
nursing by teaching that caring can be accomplished without a rigid adherence
to the feminine model of caring could also assist male learners in identifying
with their newly chosen vocation (Grady, Stewardson, & Hall, 2008) . Overall, I believe the nursing profession
would benefit if this approach were extended to all minority learners in its
ranks.
Another strategy that has been echoed in the literature is
the need for male role models within nursing programs and in the workplace (Bell-Scriber, 2008) . Male role models (as well as
role models for other minorities) must be sought out to give students individuals
within nursing with which they may more readily identify (Stott, 2006) .
This strategy should also include plans to set up formal mentorship programs
within the faculty where any student could be connected with an appropriate
faculty member, volunteer staff nurse, or senior nursing student (Bell-Scriber, 2008) . This strategy would give newer
students greater support and greater incentive to stay the course in their
chosen profession by giving them an example of success (Keogh & O'Lynn, 2007) .
Reflection/Personal Views
My personal views have been greatly challenged throughout
the course of this assignment and I cannot recall the last instance where I
felt such a close connection to an issue I was dealing with. My opinions have also been changed as a
result of the research I have conducted; where I once viewed these issues with
a mental shrug of my shoulders, I now see a real opportunity to effect change
that could have a significant impact on other men who are deciding their career
path. I believe that the nursing
profession is in a position where it is ripe for change and I feel that I have
a lot to contribute to this change. This
issue extends far beyond gender and I know that nurses can continue to be
leaders in all aspects of the healthcare field if we afford ourselves the
opportunity to change.
Glad you made it to this point! Be kind enough to leave me your thoughts!
Also, references are available on request, ahahaha!
Monday, April 9, 2012
Americuh!
So I've been partaking of a friend's generosity in the form of a shared Netflix account and so far I've been plundering the documentary listings with regularity that would make any senior's bowels go green with envy.
How's that for an opening? I should just quit now.
A couple of these documentaries have depicted the American healthcare system in varying capacities: as the focus of the story, a minor subplot, even a plot device. Now, I really try not to take many solid cues from the media as it just never feels quite right to accept something that has been influenced by many forces before the finished product (and all its missing pieces) gets presented to me. It (media) actually has begun to offend my sensibilities and now I get disgruntled because I can't check source references or know that the story was published objectively by a peer-reviewed entity. So much communication contains, relies upon, and is sustained by misinformation that it is very difficult to differentiate and I know I'm just beginning to learn.
I digress...
Suffice it to say that, personally, I know the American system and its inner-workings VERY loosely and have no first-hand experience with how it functions; so, if we could keep that disclaimer at the back of our minds, I'll continue.
It breaks my heart.
I wanted to insert profanity here for emphasis but I'll let my yes be yes.
Now the explanation.
I don't understand a lot of things about the US system. For instance, I don't understand how people have to make a choice between seeing a doctor and paying their rent. I also don't understand how a family with a paranoid schizophrenic child suffering an acute episode has to first call a customer service wonk from their insurance to see which hospital they're allowed to go to and for how long their child can stay before they will no longer be covered. I don't get how nurses are (forced?) told to discharge patients who have no coverage or means to pay for treatment. I don't get how a serious illness or serious trauma can result in the remortgaging of your house or the seizure of your house because you had to use it as collateral for your ballooning hospital bills and now you can't pay because you're sick. I don't understand how being sick precludes you from receiving coverage that would help you to stop being sick.
I guess overall I don't get how the issue of money runs even with the state of health of the individual.
I come from a far away land where we have different way of doing things and dammit if we don't have our own injustices and problems to work out. Please don't mistake this for an argument whereby I'm just asking why the US doesn't just do what we do; I mean, they should, but that's rather trite.
I am on my way to becoming a registered nurse in this country and I'm getting somewhat excited to get done with school and get back out working again. My excitement is buoyed by the healthcare system that I will be representing because I know that the number one priority is to be the patient and the health of the people as a whole. However, as I get more and more glimpses into the US system, I have realized that there exists a situation where I would walk away from my profession because I couldn't reconcile my actions with my thoughts.
You get paid as a nurse...

...and this is great; but what happens when you don't believe in/agree with the system you represent? What would you do?
This is what keeps bothering me. Obviously people raised in the the US will be acclimatized to their healthcare system and some will end up working there as nurses. No big deal. But then I keep hearing (constantly) about how Canadian nurses are flocking to the US and the reasons vary slightly but they ALWAYS contain more money. Chalk it up to personality differences but I'd rather sodomize myself daily with a roll of newspaper articles bemoaning Canadian ED wait times than have to look a patient (NOT a client, customer, or guest) in the eye and tell them I could no longer treat them because their coverage had run out andaccounts recievable hospital policy says they have to leave.
That's what it comes down to for me. If being a nurse means prioritizing money ahead of the patient's needs then I'm done....I'm out.
I will be the first to admit that I am naive about a great many things and this goes doubly for nursing. What I always want and need is a little perspective, a little learnin'. No better way to do that than asking questions and listening with your mouth closed. Come at me!
How's that for an opening? I should just quit now.
A couple of these documentaries have depicted the American healthcare system in varying capacities: as the focus of the story, a minor subplot, even a plot device. Now, I really try not to take many solid cues from the media as it just never feels quite right to accept something that has been influenced by many forces before the finished product (and all its missing pieces) gets presented to me. It (media) actually has begun to offend my sensibilities and now I get disgruntled because I can't check source references or know that the story was published objectively by a peer-reviewed entity. So much communication contains, relies upon, and is sustained by misinformation that it is very difficult to differentiate and I know I'm just beginning to learn.
I digress...
Suffice it to say that, personally, I know the American system and its inner-workings VERY loosely and have no first-hand experience with how it functions; so, if we could keep that disclaimer at the back of our minds, I'll continue.
It breaks my heart.
I wanted to insert profanity here for emphasis but I'll let my yes be yes.
Now the explanation.
I don't understand a lot of things about the US system. For instance, I don't understand how people have to make a choice between seeing a doctor and paying their rent. I also don't understand how a family with a paranoid schizophrenic child suffering an acute episode has to first call a customer service wonk from their insurance to see which hospital they're allowed to go to and for how long their child can stay before they will no longer be covered. I don't get how nurses are (forced?) told to discharge patients who have no coverage or means to pay for treatment. I don't get how a serious illness or serious trauma can result in the remortgaging of your house or the seizure of your house because you had to use it as collateral for your ballooning hospital bills and now you can't pay because you're sick. I don't understand how being sick precludes you from receiving coverage that would help you to stop being sick.
I guess overall I don't get how the issue of money runs even with the state of health of the individual.
I come from a far away land where we have different way of doing things and dammit if we don't have our own injustices and problems to work out. Please don't mistake this for an argument whereby I'm just asking why the US doesn't just do what we do; I mean, they should, but that's rather trite.
I am on my way to becoming a registered nurse in this country and I'm getting somewhat excited to get done with school and get back out working again. My excitement is buoyed by the healthcare system that I will be representing because I know that the number one priority is to be the patient and the health of the people as a whole. However, as I get more and more glimpses into the US system, I have realized that there exists a situation where I would walk away from my profession because I couldn't reconcile my actions with my thoughts.
You get paid as a nurse...
...and this is great; but what happens when you don't believe in/agree with the system you represent? What would you do?
This is what keeps bothering me. Obviously people raised in the the US will be acclimatized to their healthcare system and some will end up working there as nurses. No big deal. But then I keep hearing (constantly) about how Canadian nurses are flocking to the US and the reasons vary slightly but they ALWAYS contain more money. Chalk it up to personality differences but I'd rather sodomize myself daily with a roll of newspaper articles bemoaning Canadian ED wait times than have to look a patient (NOT a client, customer, or guest) in the eye and tell them I could no longer treat them because their coverage had run out and
That's what it comes down to for me. If being a nurse means prioritizing money ahead of the patient's needs then I'm done....I'm out.
I will be the first to admit that I am naive about a great many things and this goes doubly for nursing. What I always want and need is a little perspective, a little learnin'. No better way to do that than asking questions and listening with your mouth closed. Come at me!
Saturday, March 10, 2012
From Hell...
So, the stars finally aligned and I have come across the legendary "clinical instructor from hell". The one that doesn't listen, is always right, thinks positivity is simply an electrical charge, threatens you with learning contracts and failure on a daily basis but only when he/she isn't berating you in front of your patients, their family, or other nurses.
We've all had one, right? You've at least had a friend who had one, surely. No? Maybe it's you!
I can't say I know exactly what causes these nurses to not only sign up to take lower pay and longer hours just so they can emotionally and verbally abuse nursing students but I will say that I have found one common denominator in each of these malcontents' story lines: it happened to them first.
At some point during their fragile beginnings as a student or grad nurse, some other bigoted meathead decided it was their personal responsibility to break down every shred of confidence that this impressionable rookie had and pounded the remains into an effigy to the power of unhealthy fear.
So now it's their turn.
They've decided that the pain and anger has simmered long enough and it's time it manifested itself in the continuation of a cycle as old as humanity itself.
Why?
I have a theory: Fear.
If someone is a one-way street and their M.O. in every situation (good or bad) is to assignblame responsibility for the negative consequences that occurred or could have occurred (these people have no concept of positive outcomes) then you are witnessing a truly pitiful human being. I mean this in the truest sense of the root word pity. This person is living in their own hell brought on by who knows what events have befallen them. The fact that they are perpetuating the cycle is simply them taking the easy road of dealing with their inner angst. The opposite of this is, in my opinion, is love.
I posted this video a while back to my twitter feed (@nurseofdoom) because I believe it touches on a couple fundamental points that I truly agree with; the most eye-opening one for me being that she defines blame as "a way to discharge pain and discomfort". As I mentioned before, this is simply one of the manifestations of the fear this person is living in. The video has a lot of other great points regarding how we all live our lives and how we make choices but I'll leave that to you.
So, you've heard this before?
Good.
But please don't just listen.
Change it.
Stop it when you see it because this cycle ends in only two ways: when people start acting out of love and the other way.
I know that my current situation is not dire and I am lucky to be well-equipped enough to deal with these individuals but the actions of bullying are a common enemy we must all share and work to end.
That, and a "used" VRE test may just find it's way into the instructor's lunch bag...
We've all had one, right? You've at least had a friend who had one, surely. No? Maybe it's you!
I can't say I know exactly what causes these nurses to not only sign up to take lower pay and longer hours just so they can emotionally and verbally abuse nursing students but I will say that I have found one common denominator in each of these malcontents' story lines: it happened to them first.
At some point during their fragile beginnings as a student or grad nurse, some other bigoted meathead decided it was their personal responsibility to break down every shred of confidence that this impressionable rookie had and pounded the remains into an effigy to the power of unhealthy fear.
So now it's their turn.
They've decided that the pain and anger has simmered long enough and it's time it manifested itself in the continuation of a cycle as old as humanity itself.
Why?
I have a theory: Fear.
If someone is a one-way street and their M.O. in every situation (good or bad) is to assign
I posted this video a while back to my twitter feed (@nurseofdoom) because I believe it touches on a couple fundamental points that I truly agree with; the most eye-opening one for me being that she defines blame as "a way to discharge pain and discomfort". As I mentioned before, this is simply one of the manifestations of the fear this person is living in. The video has a lot of other great points regarding how we all live our lives and how we make choices but I'll leave that to you.
So, you've heard this before?
Good.
But please don't just listen.
Change it.
Stop it when you see it because this cycle ends in only two ways: when people start acting out of love and the other way.
I know that my current situation is not dire and I am lucky to be well-equipped enough to deal with these individuals but the actions of bullying are a common enemy we must all share and work to end.
That, and a "used" VRE test may just find it's way into the instructor's lunch bag...
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
Reflect This...
"This is not a reflection, please redo and resubmit."
This is the verbatim feedback I received on one of my required but not graded 'personal reflection' assignments this past semester. I found this to be amusing because these assignments are sold as a way that the student has a "written conversation (with their instructor) about clinical nursing practice."
I took this description to mean that just about any topic was fair game as long as it related to my clinical practice and i related how it made me feel. Nope.
I wrote a one page reflection regarding my feelings towards the reflective process as administered by the University of Manitoba Faculty of Nursing. Basically, they regard the reflective process as a tool with which the instructor can better evaluate the student's growth. So far, I don't disagree. Then the syllabus goes on to say that successful completion of the course is only possible when a minimum of three reflective journals have been completed by the student.
Hold it right there.
I don't know if it's obvious to the readers of this blog, but other than venting once or twice a semester, my reflective juices aren't sloshing about in sufficient quantities to slam out three journals in two and a half months. Also, my personality isn't the type that often has a lot to say about my own practice and I'm sure my ACTUAL reflection wouldn't exactly pass muster with the instructor. For example:
"I really shat the bed when trying to insert an IV into my obese 31 year-old patient. I should get better at sticking needles into fat, puffy things. Perhaps voodoo?"
or,
"I didn't give my patient's acetaminophen in the appropriate time because I did not see that someone had changed the administration schedule in the MAR (medication administration record). By golly, I will just do better at looking at the page."
Yeah, not exactly what they are looking for I think.
So, I had a thought that I would reflect on the reflection process itself as it was the only thing giving me any sort of emotional reaction that I could talk about at length. So I did. I poured out my heart (honestly, I did, there were even tear stains on the keyboard!) and I wrote a true reflection of my feelings toward my professional practice.
So, what hope is there for someone in my position?
None, as it turns out.
"This is not a reflection."
So, what did I do?
I resubmitted a regurgitated version of how I really didn't like how the doctor was speaking to my patient about the root cause of her hypertension (starts with a 'Mc' and ends with a 'DELICIOUS!!!') and how I should always stand up for my patient and advocate for their right to clog their own damn arteries and I don't care how many hard-luck fatties the doctor has already seen that day he still better be sweet and loving to my patient!!!
I get the journal back the next week.
"Very well done."
*facepalm*
Monday, October 31, 2011
I Suck
So I've attained a new record in the course of my nursing degree and I'm not proud of it. A 'C'... Hardly cause to push the panic button but cause enough for me to question each of my academic (and non-academic) behaviours.
I find that I often lose interest in the average lecture and begin amusing myself or daydreaming usually within the first 20-30 minutes. I find this to be an improvement over my previous record of not going to class at all. There is still adequate course time left to atone for this mistake but hopefully I can do away with the blood sacrifice to Florence...
I find that I often lose interest in the average lecture and begin amusing myself or daydreaming usually within the first 20-30 minutes. I find this to be an improvement over my previous record of not going to class at all. There is still adequate course time left to atone for this mistake but hopefully I can do away with the blood sacrifice to Florence...
Monday, October 3, 2011
Third Time's A Charm
Well, the nursing faculty obviously hasn't learned and have elected to allow me back for a third year. I must say that I feel much different going into this year than I have in the previous two. I feel much less contempt for my surroundings and have actually begun to appreciate a few individuals in my cohort. So far, I've attributed this change to the fact that I've started drinking coffee in the morning but but we'll pretend it's progress or maturity or something of that sort.
In all seriousness, I don't honestly believe I will ever forgive myself for deciding to become a nurse. The world of paramedicine will always be infinitely more intriguing to me and I don't believe I will ever match the satisfaction I experienced as a result of having worked in that vocation. I will undoubtedly carry a measure of self-loathing with me as I submit to the perplexing and often convoluted nursing training and, ultimately, become 'one of them'.
I suppose this blog, being the outlet for all my negativity, serves as a sort of timeline of my progression through the transition from confident EMS professional to furtive, backstabbing RN.
Wow, three years of this and I still don't make any sense...
In all seriousness, I don't honestly believe I will ever forgive myself for deciding to become a nurse. The world of paramedicine will always be infinitely more intriguing to me and I don't believe I will ever match the satisfaction I experienced as a result of having worked in that vocation. I will undoubtedly carry a measure of self-loathing with me as I submit to the perplexing and often convoluted nursing training and, ultimately, become 'one of them'.
I suppose this blog, being the outlet for all my negativity, serves as a sort of timeline of my progression through the transition from confident EMS professional to furtive, backstabbing RN.
Wow, three years of this and I still don't make any sense...
Friday, June 3, 2011
Retarded
What do you think when you read that word? When you hear that word? Do you immediately think of someone in particular or a group of people in particular? Do you immediately scrutinize the person who said it and in what context they used the word? Or, do you skip straight to judgment as this word is a strict no-fly zone and any usage, regardless of context or intent, is cause for immediate hostile rebuttal?
I'm finding more and more that people in the general public belong to the latter grouping and their reasoning is simple, clear, and beyond reproach: "They can't help it."
These are the exact words quoted to me today by an individual who has precious little in the way of life experience and perspective but has a wealth of personal opinion based on nothing more than his own life (what more do you need, really?)
I had made the 'verbal faux' pas while referring to the fact that thisimbecile individual had spoken to me in a manner that is altogether unbecoming and undeserving of any human. This person was quick to correct me and mention that I, "Shouldn't use that word because those people can't help it.
This has got me wondering, do I use this word flippantly? I am well aware of the derogatory connotations associated with the word and am fairly certain I meant none of them in my usage (at this time or any other time). When I used the word 'retarded' today, I was specifically referring to the fact that this person was treating me in a manner that suggested they thought that I was unable to comprehend their normal speech and that i had taken offense to their subsequent condescension.
I loathe avoiding controversy simply because everyone else does and I really don't believe I am using this word in a derogatory manner. Perhaps I am in need of enlightenment. Perhaps I need to use another word; but, in any case, there exists the fact that people exist who are of lower intelligence and mental capacity than others just the same as there exist people who are of different ethnicities. These characteristics are apparent and they are not inherently wrong.
I am thinking in circles now. I can only say that I don't believe it is wrong to point out a distinction but it does become 'wrong' when you intend that distinction to suggest their inferiority/your superiority.
Any thoughts, moron?
I'm finding more and more that people in the general public belong to the latter grouping and their reasoning is simple, clear, and beyond reproach: "They can't help it."
These are the exact words quoted to me today by an individual who has precious little in the way of life experience and perspective but has a wealth of personal opinion based on nothing more than his own life (what more do you need, really?)
I had made the 'verbal faux' pas while referring to the fact that this
This has got me wondering, do I use this word flippantly? I am well aware of the derogatory connotations associated with the word and am fairly certain I meant none of them in my usage (at this time or any other time). When I used the word 'retarded' today, I was specifically referring to the fact that this person was treating me in a manner that suggested they thought that I was unable to comprehend their normal speech and that i had taken offense to their subsequent condescension.
I loathe avoiding controversy simply because everyone else does and I really don't believe I am using this word in a derogatory manner. Perhaps I am in need of enlightenment. Perhaps I need to use another word; but, in any case, there exists the fact that people exist who are of lower intelligence and mental capacity than others just the same as there exist people who are of different ethnicities. These characteristics are apparent and they are not inherently wrong.
I am thinking in circles now. I can only say that I don't believe it is wrong to point out a distinction but it does become 'wrong' when you intend that distinction to suggest their inferiority/your superiority.
Any thoughts, moron?
Saturday, May 21, 2011
And That Was Almost Two...
I'm on a freaking roll here, next time you probably won't hear from me for four months!
Seriously though, I have to adapt to technology and hopefully the result benefits you as the reader. Which is why I have decided to incorporate Twitter into my methods of sharing my thoughts with all of you. You see, during the day at the university or while on clinical rotations, I sometimes have that one great thought and I think to myself, "Wow, I should write this down so I don't forget to blog about it later." Then I promptly forget and end up racking my brain hours later whilst in front of my computer trying to remember the thought that was so great. Other times, I think of things or hear things that make me giggle (that's right, sometimes it's outright chortling) throughout my day and it would be much easier to smack out a short note rather than attempt to stretch it into a full out blog post.
Enough about that, you can follow me, @nurseofdoom, on Twitter!
http://twitter.com/nurseofdoom
Seriously though, I have to adapt to technology and hopefully the result benefits you as the reader. Which is why I have decided to incorporate Twitter into my methods of sharing my thoughts with all of you. You see, during the day at the university or while on clinical rotations, I sometimes have that one great thought and I think to myself, "Wow, I should write this down so I don't forget to blog about it later." Then I promptly forget and end up racking my brain hours later whilst in front of my computer trying to remember the thought that was so great. Other times, I think of things or hear things that make me giggle (that's right, sometimes it's outright chortling) throughout my day and it would be much easier to smack out a short note rather than attempt to stretch it into a full out blog post.
Enough about that, you can follow me, @nurseofdoom, on Twitter!
http://twitter.com/nurseofdoom
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Wow...That Was A Month
See, this is what happens when I focus on actual school work and not on important things like making light of otherwise serious or humourless moments through semi-anonymous diatribes. These last two semesters over at the good 'ol Faculty of Nursing have made for some excellent giggle-stifling note-taking on my part and not all of these make their way to becoming full-blown blog posts. Why don't we start a little "Best of the Rest" tradition and I'll scrape the bottom of the proverbial bedpan for some laughs?
Here we go, some random thoughts and QOTS runners-up:
1. "No, I wouldn't mind having a male nurse. Not even if they did my PV (internal exam done by hand)". Five minutes later, same individual speaking, "Yeah I need to move out of my parent's basement."
2. Aren't all nurses aspiring diabetics?
3. Male nursing students never have to worry about line-ups in FON washrooms.
4. Proper grammar and spelling only matter when you're a student. After you graduate and become an RN or FON professor you can use and spell words however the hell you want.
5. "What's an ATV? Is it a disease?"
Short list to start, but hey, that's all I have and it's 100%, so take it or leave it!
Here we go, some random thoughts and QOTS runners-up:
1. "No, I wouldn't mind having a male nurse. Not even if they did my PV (internal exam done by hand)". Five minutes later, same individual speaking, "Yeah I need to move out of my parent's basement."
2. Aren't all nurses aspiring diabetics?
3. Male nursing students never have to worry about line-ups in FON washrooms.
4. Proper grammar and spelling only matter when you're a student. After you graduate and become an RN or FON professor you can use and spell words however the hell you want.
5. "What's an ATV? Is it a disease?"
Short list to start, but hey, that's all I have and it's 100%, so take it or leave it!
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Really?
Can we please take "Knowing CPR" off of the "Things That Make You a Superhero" list?
Please?
Being that there is a ridiculously long list of professions that require you to obtain and keep up-to-date your CPR certification, is there any reason I should be hearing things like, "Well, we had to do CPR on them and I just knew what to do and they lived." coming from the mouths of nursing students? Honestly, where does the bravado come from? Are you so sure that your three to four minutes of steady thrusting had so much to do with the happy ending that you're immediately going to gloat about how calm and collected you remained while you remembered a ratio and the basic tempo to a Bee Gees song?
On the other hand, if the aforementioned student nurse's actual performance of CPR were any indication, I would have to say that CPR should stay right up there on that list.
At least until the last properly land-marked trembling nurse hand pushed with sufficient strength to compress the myocardium and shove those blood cells just a little bit further down the vasculature.
Please?
Being that there is a ridiculously long list of professions that require you to obtain and keep up-to-date your CPR certification, is there any reason I should be hearing things like, "Well, we had to do CPR on them and I just knew what to do and they lived." coming from the mouths of nursing students? Honestly, where does the bravado come from? Are you so sure that your three to four minutes of steady thrusting had so much to do with the happy ending that you're immediately going to gloat about how calm and collected you remained while you remembered a ratio and the basic tempo to a Bee Gees song?
On the other hand, if the aforementioned student nurse's actual performance of CPR were any indication, I would have to say that CPR should stay right up there on that list.
At least until the last properly land-marked trembling nurse hand pushed with sufficient strength to compress the myocardium and shove those blood cells just a little bit further down the vasculature.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Good break...
Well, it's been a while.
I will admit that I have actively avoided blogging for a while because resuming this blog just brings home the message that Christmas is over and school is here to complicate life once again. I'll make up for it with a new QOTS in addition to a post. I'm sure you're all just riveted at this point...
Thought for the exam period: iPod headphones do not have a volume setting that adequately combats pre-nursing exam henhouse noise. If chronic insecurity was a particular scent, it would be CK Euphoria with a dollop of flop sweat. Gag me. Why do people have to be so insecure? It is a choice, it's simply not even in the realm of good social graces to feel obligated to talk to other people you've seen a few times and spoken to fewer times. I believe that I have already touched on that here. If you're so insecure as to your knowledge base in a specific class that you feel you must poll each person who makes the mistake of making eye contact with you, then you've definitely got something to be worried about and it isn't just the test you're about to fail...
Now for that QOTS I promised you:
Prof - "When you percuss the lungs, you would expect to hear what?"
Overly Ambitious Yet Generally Rubbish Student - "Renaissance."
We're off to the races again!
I will admit that I have actively avoided blogging for a while because resuming this blog just brings home the message that Christmas is over and school is here to complicate life once again. I'll make up for it with a new QOTS in addition to a post. I'm sure you're all just riveted at this point...
Thought for the exam period: iPod headphones do not have a volume setting that adequately combats pre-nursing exam henhouse noise. If chronic insecurity was a particular scent, it would be CK Euphoria with a dollop of flop sweat. Gag me. Why do people have to be so insecure? It is a choice, it's simply not even in the realm of good social graces to feel obligated to talk to other people you've seen a few times and spoken to fewer times. I believe that I have already touched on that here. If you're so insecure as to your knowledge base in a specific class that you feel you must poll each person who makes the mistake of making eye contact with you, then you've definitely got something to be worried about and it isn't just the test you're about to fail...
Now for that QOTS I promised you:
Prof - "When you percuss the lungs, you would expect to hear what?"
Overly Ambitious Yet Generally Rubbish Student - "Renaissance."
We're off to the races again!
Thursday, December 23, 2010
I'z a Nursw
I just completed my last final exam this past Saturday and out of my first semester of 'real' exposure to the Faculty of Nursing, I have to say that I'm a bit appalled. No, it's not a student nurse, who speaks without thinking.
It's the faculty itself.
It's their spelling and grammar.
After writing three exams filled with typos, spelling errors, and grammar goofs, I simply cannot believe that degree and doctoral-trained professionals could allow such filth to be distributed en masse to the student body as a form of testing. I neither expect my average fellow student to care as much as I do about this issue nor do I expect them to even notice the errors in the first place. What I do expect is that the professors would have the decency to press the 'spell check' button at the conclusion of compiling their final exam.
This problem is not isolated to final exams. I have witnessed the same carelessness throughout the semester. I have been given "scheduals", informed that "your responsible to complete assignments in a timely manner", and have been constantly reminded to assess the patient's "ventillations".
To be clear, I do not expect perfection, a simple review would catch most of the mistakes I have seen and proof-reading from an appropriately-trained staff member would virtually eliminate the rest. What I expect is an effort, and it is apparent that effort is not given to this area.
It is for these reasons that I added a small postscript note to the end of one of my finals that read: "You're spelling and grammar sucks bahls."
EDIT: Just located the culmination of nursing's literary shortcomings here.
It's the faculty itself.
It's their spelling and grammar.
After writing three exams filled with typos, spelling errors, and grammar goofs, I simply cannot believe that degree and doctoral-trained professionals could allow such filth to be distributed en masse to the student body as a form of testing. I neither expect my average fellow student to care as much as I do about this issue nor do I expect them to even notice the errors in the first place. What I do expect is that the professors would have the decency to press the 'spell check' button at the conclusion of compiling their final exam.
This problem is not isolated to final exams. I have witnessed the same carelessness throughout the semester. I have been given "scheduals", informed that "your responsible to complete assignments in a timely manner", and have been constantly reminded to assess the patient's "ventillations".
To be clear, I do not expect perfection, a simple review would catch most of the mistakes I have seen and proof-reading from an appropriately-trained staff member would virtually eliminate the rest. What I expect is an effort, and it is apparent that effort is not given to this area.
It is for these reasons that I added a small postscript note to the end of one of my finals that read: "You're spelling and grammar sucks bahls."
EDIT: Just located the culmination of nursing's literary shortcomings here.
Monday, December 13, 2010
Early Christmas Gift
A special token of my appreciation for all your quick glances at my blog this semester:
Monday, November 22, 2010
It's QOTS Time Again!
The hits just keep on coming! Whatever will these people say next? That they're going to grow up? Start thinking before they speak? Consider others' opinions before assuming their own are correct?
Nope!
"You have the model body like a runway model. I mean, you're not that thin but, you know, you kind of look like that."
Nope!
"You have the model body like a runway model. I mean, you're not that thin but, you know, you kind of look like that."
Friday, November 5, 2010
Insinuation
If ever you've felt that I thought nursing students, on average, were of the stupid inclination, I apologize...for now.
While sitting in class and listening to no fewer than eight students do their best to tear the professor apart due to the fact that they said that she (prof) said that there was only multiple choice on the midterm, wait, no, that she (prof) said that there would be short answer but they would be only one-word answers (wtf?), no, that wasn't it, it was that she (prof) didn't communicate clearly the expectations of the exam because I would have studied WAY differently (read: actually studied) if I had known that I was supposed actually comprehend and memorize things instead of being able to choose the best answer from a list containing one goofy answer, one wrong answer and two answers that are plausible but one results in success and the other in tears and cries of "BUT IT'S THE SAME THING!" (deep breath to recover from run-on sentence and continue the train wreck).................I realized that nursing students aren't exactly stupid, they're scared.
What are they scared of? Quite simply, they fear the same thing every single person on earth fears: losing control. Now, just because we all fear losing control doesn't mean we all have valid fears. In fact, it's just the opposite. Our fears are usually ridiculous, things that we have talked ourselves through time after time but still can't bring ourselves to overcome them. Our fears are irrational, yet every time we reason our way through them, we end of right back where we've begun: clinging to the ice cream bucket, sobbing our eyes out while we watch episode after episode of Holmes on Homes.
Or something like that.
BUT, nursing students are different.
Nursing students, usually being the overachieving, recently graduated from high-school types, fear losing control of their educational outcomes after realizing they were spoon-fed throughout high-school. They fear the presence of expectations that, when not met, result in actual consequences. For instance, being expected to study for and write an exam that isn't multiple choice or being expected to hold your rage inside after a clinical coordinator tells you ever-so-kindly that you are not the perfect angel your parents always said you were.
At this stressful juncture, students have a choice to travel down one of two paths. They can choose the direction that sees them remain calm despite emotions, cool despite the pressure, and collected despite the urge to lash out at everything (and everyone) that seemingly stands in opposition. This path leads to the realization that life just isn't all about you despite what car makers and your well-intentioned parents would have you believe. The other path is much easier because every problem is the fault of someone else and every success is yours to flaunt. The ease ends, however, with a frightening crash upon the rocks of reality or, as I like to call them, the Cliffs of Disparage.
So, while sitting and listening to my fellow nursing students further embarrass themselves, I realized that I was surrounded by something more lethal than idiots: fearful nursing students.
Stay in school.
While sitting in class and listening to no fewer than eight students do their best to tear the professor apart due to the fact that they said that she (prof) said that there was only multiple choice on the midterm, wait, no, that she (prof) said that there would be short answer but they would be only one-word answers (wtf?), no, that wasn't it, it was that she (prof) didn't communicate clearly the expectations of the exam because I would have studied WAY differently (read: actually studied) if I had known that I was supposed actually comprehend and memorize things instead of being able to choose the best answer from a list containing one goofy answer, one wrong answer and two answers that are plausible but one results in success and the other in tears and cries of "BUT IT'S THE SAME THING!" (deep breath to recover from run-on sentence and continue the train wreck).................I realized that nursing students aren't exactly stupid, they're scared.
What are they scared of? Quite simply, they fear the same thing every single person on earth fears: losing control. Now, just because we all fear losing control doesn't mean we all have valid fears. In fact, it's just the opposite. Our fears are usually ridiculous, things that we have talked ourselves through time after time but still can't bring ourselves to overcome them. Our fears are irrational, yet every time we reason our way through them, we end of right back where we've begun: clinging to the ice cream bucket, sobbing our eyes out while we watch episode after episode of Holmes on Homes.
Or something like that.
BUT, nursing students are different.
Nursing students, usually being the overachieving, recently graduated from high-school types, fear losing control of their educational outcomes after realizing they were spoon-fed throughout high-school. They fear the presence of expectations that, when not met, result in actual consequences. For instance, being expected to study for and write an exam that isn't multiple choice or being expected to hold your rage inside after a clinical coordinator tells you ever-so-kindly that you are not the perfect angel your parents always said you were.
At this stressful juncture, students have a choice to travel down one of two paths. They can choose the direction that sees them remain calm despite emotions, cool despite the pressure, and collected despite the urge to lash out at everything (and everyone) that seemingly stands in opposition. This path leads to the realization that life just isn't all about you despite what car makers and your well-intentioned parents would have you believe. The other path is much easier because every problem is the fault of someone else and every success is yours to flaunt. The ease ends, however, with a frightening crash upon the rocks of reality or, as I like to call them, the Cliffs of Disparage.
So, while sitting and listening to my fellow nursing students further embarrass themselves, I realized that I was surrounded by something more lethal than idiots: fearful nursing students.
Stay in school.
Saturday, October 23, 2010
In the Beginning...
By now, those of you that read (or sporadically check, more than likely) my blog may have noticed that I have some issues with nursing education, the people that enter into nursing education, the people that populate nursing education, and the people that have completed nursing education.
Did I miss anyone?
Oh yeah, the nursing unions, we'll get to them in later posts.
I'm glad we've cleared that up because widespread criticism just isn't the same when you start excusing people from the festivities. In a nutshell, that is why I write this blog; I can't stomach the thought of being the only health professional on the face of the earth with an active moral, ethical, financial, and satirical conscience so I feel led to call out those that I see doing wrong and those allowing wrong to be done. In the course of this calling out I hope that I may meet some like-minded individuals but more importantly, I want to meet and hear from those that disagree and those that know better.
I write this blog because, in my time spent learning how to be a nurse from those that are nurses, I will inevitably learn how not to be a nurse and that's where everyone benefits.
An opportunity for learning and having a laugh at others' expense.
Did I miss anyone?
Oh yeah, the nursing unions, we'll get to them in later posts.
I'm glad we've cleared that up because widespread criticism just isn't the same when you start excusing people from the festivities. In a nutshell, that is why I write this blog; I can't stomach the thought of being the only health professional on the face of the earth with an active moral, ethical, financial, and satirical conscience so I feel led to call out those that I see doing wrong and those allowing wrong to be done. In the course of this calling out I hope that I may meet some like-minded individuals but more importantly, I want to meet and hear from those that disagree and those that know better.
I write this blog because, in my time spent learning how to be a nurse from those that are nurses, I will inevitably learn how not to be a nurse and that's where everyone benefits.
An opportunity for learning and having a laugh at others' expense.
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Another QOTS!
They're coming in from all angles! This one thanks to a "resident".
"You know, I've noticed that some of the darker young ladies that work here have a...protrusion on their backsides. What could they possibly be doing with that? I know I wouldn't know what to do with it."
Probably paying the bills...
"You know, I've noticed that some of the darker young ladies that work here have a...protrusion on their backsides. What could they possibly be doing with that? I know I wouldn't know what to do with it."
Probably paying the bills...
Monday, October 4, 2010
New QOTS!
We can ring in another winner!
"You know, over 600 people applied to the faculty this year and only 210 were accepted. Just think that for each one of you, three other people wanted to be in your place. Congratulations, you all must be very smart."
Oh, you'd be surprised...
"You know, over 600 people applied to the faculty this year and only 210 were accepted. Just think that for each one of you, three other people wanted to be in your place. Congratulations, you all must be very smart."
Oh, you'd be surprised...
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