July, 2011 Archive

July 15, 2011, 12:17 pm

There’s Been A Change In Plans…

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Apparently a few nurses did not complete their HIPAA modules!

My goodness, ladies, remember yourselves!

You just know that one in the back follows all the rules, all the time. Doesn’t eat at the nursing station. Has the best cap. Her charts are perfect.

She’ll peek later.


When I applied to the University of Wisconsin to begin my BSN program, I took a leap of faith. I didn’t know how I was going to afford it, how much work it was going to take or, basically, what the hell I was getting into.

I was nervous. I was excited. And I was at peace with the decision from day one. Everything fell into place.

I was meant to be there.

Now I’ve been accepted into the MSN program at California State University at Dominguez Hills.


Have you ever had misgivings about a decision and pushed them into the background, discounted them as “butterflies”, ignored the nagging little voice in your head? Until one day, something happens and you realize you are not being honest with yourself.

That’s what has happened to me.

It seems so trivial.

But it made me realize I made a mistake.


What triggered this realization?

On July 12th, the trustees of the California State University system approved a 12% increase in tuition for the fall semester. A semester I had already been charged for, by the way. California has budget cuts, I get it. This state is basically a financial cesspool. But the trustees also approved a $100,000 raise for the president of San Diego State. This esteemed academician will now make $400,000 a year.

Going into debt for this degree ran against the grain of every bone in my body, but I was going to take a small student loan to get started. But not anymore. Not for this program. I will not take on debt for a 12% increase in tuition so a university president can get a 25% raise in the same year. I don’t know about you guys, but $300,000 AND A PROVIDED RESIDENCE is a damn good living, even in San Diego and even in California. I’m sure there are people willing to do the job for $200,000.

(You can best believe my would-have-been nursing professors don’t even see half that.)


CSUDH is a great program with a good reputation. They are a pioneer in nursing distance education. One of my colleagues graduated with her MSN in Nursing Education from the program and she absolutely loved it.

But this is neither the time nor the program for me, and all the doubts about attending and the misgivings about financing that I suppressed, ignored or rationalized came to the forefront with this one news headline.

I’m still going for the MSN, but something tells me I’ll be looking outside the state of California.

Graduate school is an enormous decision, frankly, more than I appreciated. I am going to take my time, research the programs, evaluate the options. And I’ll know when the decision is right because it I’ll be at peace with the decision.

You’d think I’d have learned by now to listen to that nagging inner voice…

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July 6, 2011, 12:56 pm

Who’s The Grown-Up Here?

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Ah, the benefits of sand therapy!

Time for little Bettina’s daily afternoon face plant!

Not only does it appear my colleague is about to lose her grip on her patient, I’m concerned about her choice of body mechanics.

I predict a lumbar strain in 3…2…1……

(This photo is from the Library of Congress collection.)


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I love my pediatric patients. While it is hard to see children feeling sick, they can be bright spots in occasionally hellacious shifts.

I’ve blogged before on my observation that the kids seem to be the adults in the some families.

  • They don’t want to undress for an exam, so they fight the parents who are helpless in the face of taking a shirt off a three-year-old.
  • They have to be restrained so they don’t run rampant in the ER, and they slap their parent across the face. The parent doesn’t respond.
  • They are told they need to cooperate with a procedure and they answer their parent with a loud, clear, “F*** YOU!” At the age of five. The parent retreats.

Interestingly, I see it in families at all economic levels, in a variety of ethnic groups and cultures, and in families where the parents are both younger (teens, twenties) and older (forties).

Unfortunately, it is becoming less rare.

Part of me wants to go into a rant on the lack of discipline of the younger generation (….and get off my lawn while I’m at it!)

But this is serious.

These kids are my patients.

And this lack of parental assertiveness, this fear of standing up to their children, is affecting their health.


“She doesn’t want it.”

“He wouldn’t take it.”

“He just wasn’t up to taking any medicine.”

This is the response of many parents when asked if their children received any medication for their fevers.

Parents who are sitting in the emergency department with a sick, febrile child are allowing said children, ages 18 months to 5 years old, to decide whether or not they will take medication for fever!

But it gets better/worse…they take the same stance with their antibiotics.


And this makes me seethe.

Parents, are you out of your minds?

A child is dependent on you to protect them and to do the right thing to keep them from harm. When it comes to illness, that means making the child take their medication.

  • That’s right. Make them take it.
  • As in force them to take it.
  • As in hold them down, restrain their movements, ignore their screaming, administer the medication and don’t stop until it has been swallowed.

I don’t care if they don’t want it.

I don’t care if they don’t like it.

I don’t care if they aren’t “up to it”.

They do not have a choice. They are children.

They will cry, and get over it.

They will scream, and get over it.

They will kick, and get over it.

They will be mad at you, and you will get over it.


If you choose to allow your child to intimidate you, slap you or cuss you out without discipline, that is your perogative.

Good luck when they are adolescents, you (and society) will reap what you have sown.

But that child cannot make decisions for himself and you had better damn well step up to the plate as a parent and take responsibility for making sure that child takes the medication he needs.

Not medicating your child because they don’t want it or don’t like it is flat out abdicating your parental responsibility.

Someone needs to be the grown-up in this situation.

That needs to be you.


The technique of giving medication to a little one who tends to gag, throw up or (as they get a bit older) spit can be tricky. I have a way of administering oral medication that seems to stop that in its tracks.

Disclaimer – this is NOT medical advice, it just worked for my kids. I use a medication syringe and place a tiny amount of medication inside the cheek. A tiny amount. That way, it doesn’t go to the back of the throat and cause gagging and it isn’t on the tongue so they can’t spit it out. When they swallow (and they will, even if they are screaming, they will reflexively swallow eventually) I repeat.

It takes a little longer to give the medication this way, but it works with all ages (until they are able/willing to drink from a med cup) and it gets the medication down. No gagging, no vomiting, no spitting! : )

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My name is Kim, and I'm a nurse in the San Francisco Bay area. I've been a nurse for 33 years; I graduated in 1978 with my ADN. My experience is predominately Emergency and Critical Care, and I have also worked in Psychiatry and Pediatrics. I made the decision to be a nurse back in 1966 at the age of nine...

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