Source: ‘An Immutably Personal Process’: A Hospice Nurse Contemplates Uncontrol This is a wonderful post about how hospice nurses handle death. I recently had an experience where I encountered death in one of my residents. I wasn’t working that shift, but I was working that morning. So when I went off shift, he was about 4… Continue reading ‘An Immutably Personal Process’: A Hospice Nurse Contemplates Uncontrol
Studies which don’t hold up under new scrutiny is one of the breaking stories in the New York Times. It turns out that some of the key studies that have defined our views on human behavior don’t have sufficient evidence to back them up. Some psychologists say that reproducing those studies constitutes an attack. Other researchers claim that… Continue reading What should I believe? A sampling of news stories
On Trigger Warnings: Access, Engagement and Resilience – http://wp.me/p6sbXg-6 It is very interesting. Long, but interesting
I have decided on two. The first one will be that every Friday I will post an analysis of a nursing topic. This could come from a nursing or a medical journal or even just from the news. The second feature is that monthly, I will post a book review. The first will be Being… Continue reading Regular features
I have been gone a little while, dealing with my somewhat insane life. Further insanity will follow shortly, because school is starting soon. I used to homeschool, and I would still, if I could. Unfortunately our family circumstances changed, and it is no longer a viable option. I envy anyone who gets to homeschool. I… Continue reading Psych nursing
I have a son with autism. He is simultaneously the most difficult of the kids, and the most surprising. He is a beautiful child, with bright brown sparkling eyes, and a mischievous grin. He loves playing with legos. The kid is a master at the form, at 5. His attention to detail is somewhat astounding.… Continue reading Adventures in autism
I like nights. Most people don’t because you are actively working against your own clock. My clock was skewed a bit from the fact that when I was a kid, my father had to go pick up my mother from the hospital. And so I was going places, as a little kid, when most other… Continue reading Working the night shift – part 1
