Kick Against the Pricks: dOCTORS iN sHORT sUPPLY

I love kicking ass on allnurses.bomb. An article shows up stating a fact that Nurse Practitioners are going to be in higher demand soon to come. No fucking shit. All of America is about to get a free insurance card to score Vicoden, endlessly.

Wait...Here it comes...Uh.Uh. Rant: Has anybody in Obama's government spoken to a single healthcare worker on this new healthcare shit?

Let me make a prediction RIGHT NOW:

When everybody gets insurance there is going to be a tidal wave-no fuck that- a goddamn epidemic of opiate abuse. Maybe even Adderrall speed abuse. Instead of going to the streetoofr oral candies, the people are going to figure out what to say to the NP to score. Here it comes America. If you thought our appetite for illegal drugs was bad-wait till you see how truly fucking obese we are when it comes to LEGAL DRUGS!

Rant finished-

So anways I'm a kicking ass on allnurses.bomb. Some dorky little troll pops on and tries to say that tired absolutely bizarre and insane argument that doctors are inherently smarter, they spend so many more hours on the floor (which is always a rather naive argument cuz everybody knows residents walk around in a sleep deprived, stoned stupified daze for the bulk of their training). Nurse practitioners are so stupid we couldn't figure out, we are simply utterly incapable of sending out for referral. So all of our patients are going to die. Here's the link.

http://allnurses.com/nursing-news/doctors-short-supply-437419.html

And here is the link to my response. http://allnurses.com/nursing-news/doctors-short-supply-437419-page2.html

I've also kindly provided you with the text. Seriously, I should have been a goddamn writer cuz this little letter (I still call them that) is a whopper. Even my response on allhearses.barf has been good.

I know this post is way too long but I expect more out of you, my readers. I know you can handle long posts. But the post is also about my impressions as a new E.R. R.N., into how my first days as are going (Gulp!):

"I paraphrased you there but the problem with your logic comes from what appears to be your obvious inexperience. The primary flaw in your logic is is the fact that despite the numerous hours of experience med students and residents put into their training, the quality of their care is often comical. How often do I see med students and residents standing around, gossiping, studying? Completely oblivious to the goings on around them? How often are they really part of the hospital team? Not much. Just because you are inside of a hospital doesn't mean your are learning anything that is actually useful. Massively piling hours up sounds like a recipe for incompetence to me.
Since very few doctors have ever gone to nursing school and most to this day truly don't know what a nurse actually does, the unknown fact is that nursing school is at minimum a two year crash course in how TO RUN A HOSPITAL FROM THE GROUND UP. On the flip side, nurse's have to know what a MD does to do their job. MD's frankly consider 90% of the necessary functioning of a hospital someone else's problem. This makes MD's weak and ineffectual. I find med students and even up to R2's utterly clueless on how to contact the resources available to them (i.e. lowly custodial staff, dieticians, social workers) to efficiently wrap up a case and help expedite a patient's care.

In addition, I regularly meet physicians with numerous years of experience who find that when other members of the team ask them to do something a certain way, like writing orders, to follow the standardized procedure, they simply will not do so. The primary reason why MD's are so spectacularly ineffective in their roles is their utter arrogance to admitting the fact that 1) other people are as important as they are and 2)that every time a physician decides to do things "their way" it costs untold man hours to rectify the problem and get the patient back on track.

Nurses are responsible FOR EVERY SINGLE PROBLEM THAT ARISES. WE KNOW HOW TO FIX PROBLEMS QUICKLY AND WITHOUT NURSES DOCTORS ARE UTTERLY UTTERLY USELESS. NURSES ARE ALSO RARELY GIVEN CREDIT FOR SAVES, EMOTIONAL THERAPY TO DE-ESCALATE ASSAULTIVE OR DISTURBED PATIENTS, ALL THE LITTLE FIXES, THE THINKING AHEAD. IT IS EXPECTED OF US. NURSES DO NOT EXPECT TO GET CREDIT. DOCTORS DO. DOCTORS HAVE CREDIT SEEKING BEHAVIOR.

When a nurse decides to transition into the practitioner role, if in their practice they are treated with the same professional respect as MD's I have found them to be far more effective, getting the job done with out so many displays of tantrums and blatant disregard for the job everyone else has to do. MD's have the luxury of being told they are so very very important from day one. Nurses are taught we are not as important from day one. We have learned to diagnose and treat in a round about way, integrated into our standards of practice so as to not dare cross over into the "medical" model and dare speak a diagnosis. As if what nurses do isn't "medical" from the second we step into a hospital. Being trained "in the medical model" doesn't make you a jedi warrior, it's hilarious when a M.D actually brays that from their lips. What nonsense.

The bottom line is that this change in roles, this impending tidal wave of need has been brought on by doctor's themselves, who for the last 60 years have been running around touting their incredible powers of mind and yet have been in fact, accomplishing extremely little.

Prime example: Last night I worked registry in a local E.R. The on staff, full time physician ordered a bladder irrigation for a patient, s/p bladder resection from bladder CA. Large amount of spraying blood, gross hematuria, fair amount of blood loss. M.D. refused to consult pt's urologist. I asked the wife to call. She did. We did this without E.R. M.D. knowing.

E.R. M.D. didn't know what type of fluid to use for irrigation. Didn't know how much. Didn't know how fast. Wasn't worried about blood loss. "Have to get the clots out" was his mantra.
Didn't want to pay to have coags drawn. Didn't want to type and cross. Patient nearly died. Pt didn't die because I: 1) drew coags, drew type and screen and broke the rules when I put two on cross later. 2) I called a darn urologist cuz I didn't want the patient to bleed out. 3)I started an 18 guage IV without permission. 4)I demanded he get a uro consult. When uro consult came he admonished moron doc in front of all of us and 5)pt was rushed to or where HE DIDN'T DIE. Doctor didn't thank anybody, was oblivious to THE HOURS OF MANHOURS HE wasted when it took 5 RN's to get the show on the he road and get the work done. AND THEN HE PROCEEDED TO ATTEMPTED TO TAKE CREDIT FOR THE WHOLE SITUATION IN FRONT OF UROLOGIST WHO THEN ADMONISHED HIM. THIS IS A REGULAR OCCURRENCE. I was expected to clean up an incompetent doctor's mess.

I can tell you, no med student on earth would ever, will ever, know how to handle that situation. A nurse with one year of experience will. Your argument logically looks great, just like a nice lab coat and a clean pressed shirt with a tie. But the argument is own by the reality of what happens, day in and day out in every hospital in America. No matter how smart the doc is, they simply cannot fix all the problems with any level of efficacy that they think they can.
And I'll tell you something, because of that experience, because of this article, so help me god, I'm going to NP school. And in three years I'll be healing people the right way, with HUBRIS, but I will not hesitate to take or give credit when it is and where it is deserved."

Okay Licensed to ill fans- check out this young reader reply:

" Today, 12:32 PM

Re: Doctors-in-short-supply-responsibilities-for-nurses-may-expand

Originally Posted to sonnyluv

WOWOWOWOWOWOWOW!!!!!!!!!!! probably one of the most amazing posts I have ever read, on any subject/topic or discussion board, hands down. Period. I'm not even a nurse (yet)...and you have rocked my world!!! You will be a fabulous NP...best of luck to you. "

No shit, friends. I rocked her world. It appears she had some kind of literary orgasm. I love changing lives.

Off to therapy!

Paper Planes

Nice to be the 4th most popular dude R.N. in the universe. http://www.lpn-to-rn.net/blog/2009/50-best-blogs-for-male-nurses/

I start out in my new E.R. next week. I'm really lucky to get the job. Over 150 applicants, five picked, I made the grade. As much time as I spent in the E.R. as an E.M.T., I am not an E.R. nurse. I have not worked with babies and kids as a R.N. The thought of putting an I.V. into a little guy makes me nervous as hell.

I miss the E.R. Quick movement, patients in and out, more volume than detail. I am also frustrated that an I.C.U. nurse with one year of good trauma experience can't get an I.C.U. job. The market is tight. Enthusiastic career minded new nurses are treated like a plague. We work cheap, we don't bitch as much, and we take abuse we probably shouldn't.

I have found that a lot of experienced nurses didn't really apply themselves to the books when they first started. They didn't need to. It was more about volume, families, more patients died. It seems that I.C.U. nursing is more about science now, memorization of facts and numbers, understanding deep pathophysiology. I feel like I never got out of nursing school. I went straight to I.C.U. , my head up the arse of a book the whole time. For the last year and few months I have been given book after book, taken test after test, all of critical care knowledge. I learned it because I enjoy it and have passion for critical care.

That knowledge is an absolute detriment to my career because experienced nurses are quite savage and vindictive to anyone who might know more than they. My pathophysiology and technical knowledge is far more deep than the average veteran I.C.U. nurse (20 years). However, it is the veteran's practical skills and experience with outcomes that makes her captain of the ship or general of the cluster fuck. Veteran nurses run circles around me because they don't follow the same rules I am expected to follow. They write their own orders, they dismiss labs. They are so bitchy and obnoxious to residents that the residents wait until they are gone to write orders which means 7 pages of crap for me. Basically, they do what they want to.

I had to take and pass a critical care exam to work in my last I.C.U. I was told that I scored higher than anyone before me. When I got on the floor I was EXTREMELY careful to not flaunt my knowledge or act like I knew better than any senior nurses. I was a good boy. Instead, I got labeled a "new nurse" by everybody. The manager told me that if I didn't ask question she would be worried. If I asked a question any of my 5 preceptors in 5 weeks (scheduling bonanza)and they knew the answer to it- what a a stupid question! I'm really surprised you didn't know that! If they didn't know the answer they would tell me it was not of any importance. I got quizzed constantly about drip rates we never used, nursing interventions for problems that didn't exist, I must have been quizzed 60 times on why we deep suction every two hours. So annoying, all these hags so proud of themselves because they can say the word "VAP" and know how to minimize it. Never mind the fact I already was suctioning q2 hours with oral care. I even wrote it into my daily plan of care before the shift started for them to see. Never mind I was taught in nursing school how to reduce ventilator associated illness AND THEY JUST STARTED SAYING "VAP" LIKE QUACKING DUCKS A MONTH AGO. Not one time did a preceptor say, "Clearly you understand." and leave it. Their insecurity manifests in hours of wasted time.

I didn't want to be argumentative, so when one of my preceptors decided I didn't know the onset, peak, and duration of fast acting insulin she went to the hospital's intranet and showed it to me. "This is the IntRAnet!" she said , proud of herself. I nodded like a puppy. I appreciated the fact that she was taking the time to help me out so I said thank you for the information. But the bottom line is I had never heard of Aspart insulin, the last two hospital systems I worked at used Lispro.

My preceptor pop quizzed me-"What is the onset, peak, and duration of fast acting Aspart?"

"You mean Lispro?" The PDF she showed me just said "fast acting".

"I said Aspart!"I was 30 minutes off the peak time, I think I said an hour and a half. The rest of my times were correct. I recited from rote memory. Mind you that my preceptor of course had no fucking clue the onset, peak and duration and was also writing her own order for insulin. I was trying to get her to tell me what THE BRAND NAME OF ASPART WAS when she decided I was incompetent.

Two weeks later the I.C.U. manager called me into her office and told me, "I was told you don't know what fast acting insulin is. I'm very disturbed that Janice had to explain fast acting insulin to you."

I told her that just because Janice had explained it didn't mean I didn't know as people were explaining things to me all day that I already knew. Oh the catch 22. I think it is beginning to dawn on a lot of senior nurses that the game has changed and is in the process of becoming a whole other game entirely. I think it profoundly bothers old nurses that I'm coming out of school with one year of I.C.U. experience and I am able to demonstrate more clinical knowledge then they ever had. It's not their fault, nursing education is different now. Better research is out there. But they hold us responsible for their aging. And I need them, which they know. They have the experience to put it together. They know what rules to bend and which to ignore. They know how their particular machine works, they helped build it after all, but the machine has been redesigned.

Nurses get paid for how long they have been in, not what they know or are capable of.

It Eats Raw Meat

Now I'm no boxer, not much of a fighter. I'm an unemployable loud mouth knowitall know too much dumbass jacked up to the grain R.N. but...

This speaks to me:

The great cornerman BUNDINI maybe once said:

"God don't care about you! Don't

care about me! In all of everything,

we mean nothin'. He don't know us.

We be.

And that's the onliest

thing he did.

And that's good

'cause that's why we free. But

free ain't easy.

Free is real.

And realness is a motherfucker...

It eats raw meat.

It walk in its own shoes.

It does not waver...

Yeah..."

Fuckit, if it takes boxing movies to get my soul back in gear, well then, that's what it takes.

Death of A Star

"Tucked In"

By Licensed to ILL

Good white Soul

Righteous indignation

Carnage Deluxe

A Symptomatic Soul

Watches the Elite Burn

Saying Goodbye

Saying Goodbye

Saying Goodnight

Let's put ourselves to Bed

Peer Out over the Covers

Soak the sheets with Our Sweat

Baby's Dream is Baby's Whispers

Loving the Sweetest thing

It's okay to Say Goodbye

Saying Goodbye

Saying Goodbye

Saying Goodnight

I got diagnosed with PTSD relating to a patient of mine who got raped

No one would touch her because she was a dirty homeless meth addict

I told the resident She had a punctured lung

Her left midaxillary chest snap crackled and popped with subcutaneous emphysema

He just shrugged his shoulders

What happened to her?

So my recent co-workers pointed out that I seemed symptomatic.

They told me they were there to help.

My manager fired me three days later.

They saw another nurse who needed help and then they fired me

I no longer live in L.A.

I no longer live in California.

And now I have no job.

And I'm not feeling so good.

Conan the Barbarian

I have left Los Angeles. Moved to a smaller, more chill city. Northern city. Bought a house in the suburbs. Kind of a blue state, kind of a red state. People seem nice. A lot more white people walking round than in L.A. That's kind of weird. Wonderfully color full, diverse pockets but mostly white. It's weird blending in. I like the anonymity. Why do I notice race? I spent my High School years in a predominantly Caucasian area. Spent my entire 20's as a racial minority. It tends to give one reason to pause and reflect when racial makeups around you change as well as pervasive attitudes and outlooks.

How will I be perceived here? In L.A., some people could care less about race. Some people were openly prejudice. Some people hid their feelings until a moment arose when a preconceived notion was activated by some behavior or incident, some conflict that confirmed the belief they thought they secretly held to themselves. Some people were abnormally nice to me because of my race. Usually because they held ill feelings towards another race and would rather associate with mine. Call it racial motivation. Most people don't think that it exists. But it does. Race is the seventh patient identifier and everybody should goddamn know it. The people that did not care about race were the people that acknowledged these feelings existed in themselves and everyone around them and then simply moved on to more pressing matters. Like building a team, making a friend, finding support.

I do not think I was one of these people. I felt too vulnerable. Been attacked physically and professionally too many times cuz in the summer I look like Opie, with all my freckles and red headed step child hair. I always tried to test the racial water first, to see if the person I was talking to believed that we are all in the same boat, that sinking one, called the USS Middle Class, the one with all the working class people, of all different sexual orientations, creeds, religions, colors, hanging onto the side of the boat for dear life. If they knew this, recognized that this sinking boat also served as a trough to be tossed scraps by the uniform One Raced Management. Management is one race: How can I fuck you without telling you? race. If my coworker knew this, well then, I made a friend.

I am aware that I am damaged goods. I am prone to disgruntled status. I've been burned. Left to fend for myself. Didn't have help way too many times. What I experienced on a daily basis does not seem to happen here, in hospital of the insured land, where they want the "customer" to be happy. Everyday I realize that the abuse I took in the name of "trauma" and most likely also in the name of large corporate bonuses was wrong and hurt full to my disposition, my ability to give a shit about my patients. Right now, I'm grieving. I ache for my naivete, for my spen last honest intention, for my foolish belief that my unit supervisor actually BELIEVED IN the mission statement of the hospital. I am mourning over the days and nights my wife and son had to deal with nightmares that I futilely struggled to not bring home. The drama and the disgusting behavior, the utter maliciousness, usually in the name of an older nurses fragile ego, I brought it in right along with the MRSA and VRE, a prescence that no happy home should ever see. I am so sad that I was so right and so naive enough to think that what was "right" had any meaning or impact on policy or behavior.

I left my hospital in good standing. No official writeups or patient harm issues. I worked hard. Did my job. Got a good referral from a supervisor. Took a lot of abuse, in the name of making it through my first year as a new grad I.C.U. nurse in urban hell. I did my time. I paid my dues. Again. But with my dues came the knowledge of how to shut up, what to say and not to say and how, above all else, to keep the mind sharp and decisive despite the thunderous din that 20 A type I.C.U. nurses make as they watch you take on their workload, their trade and pride, acquired with years of experience AND NOT FAIL much to some of the bitter one's chagrin.

I feel like Conan the Goddamn Barbarian. Especially right at the end of the movie, where he sits on his throne, queitly tough from battles, everything conquered, pondering what made him hook up with Grace Jones. Nothing for ol' Conan to do but reflect on moments of war where he showed true grit but didn't even realize he was doing it at the time. Now, I've only finished my rookie year and my conquering days are far from over. I have many many more battles to fight, lessons to learn, plateaus to reach and ascend from. I'm just getting started.

But in this market, I'm a veteran. And really, I'm more embarrassed for what I went through and saw. I'd rather not talk about it. Cuz when one of the experienced nurses here tells "this one time" story it just pales, in the same way my stories paled in comparison the Old schoolers who taught me.

I don't know what nursing is now. Is it an exact field where everybody has all lab values memorized and we practice over and over the documentation and techniques required for conscious sedation? Or is it a field where you have O2 ready, make sure the patient is on monitor, have an intubation kit ready and just keep track of the fent and versed in your head while you pensively look between the patient, the monitor and the Doc? Is nursing duct tape or a text book? Is it hardcore bullshit or is being a critical care R.N. over studied, over trained, alphabet soup CCRN credentials but with insufficient application experience?

What brought all this up, you ask? During orientation a PACU(post anesthesia) nurse told her super intense story about how a 80 year old woman had to be restrained. Okay whatever. For her, it was scary. But later on, when we were talking about thorough documentation in the unfortunate sentinel event you get called to court I told a story about how my charge nurse got choked out unconscious by a crack head who was coming down and wigging out and how hospital management blamed her for the assault telling her, "You should of known better than to tell a drug addict to please keep her voice down and not go into other patients rooms." Management was mad because they had to hire lawyers to impose a permanent restraining order against the patient from ever intentionally coming to the hospital again. She got blamed for even going to court.

My new co-workers were horrified. Jaws open. I could see one guy giving me the "You're so full of shit" look. But I didn't even tell them the whole story. How the crack headed lady skillfully grabbed my balls while she scratched the face off my charge nurse, how ten nurses, male and female dove head first into a brawl with the crack heads family members who immediately accused us of HURTING HER. (Right?) I didn't tell them how the cops came, en masse, five white cops (Of course it's a predominantly African-American neighborhood) billy sticks out and mace drawn, ready to kick some ass-the offended "You pissant" look the Sergeant gave me when I told them to put their clubs away because we had finally gotten the family isolated in a room and they were going to freak when they saw the clubs. I didn't tell them how I wasn't afraid of the crack lady, I was afraid of her 20 year old son, ghetto brawler who slyly stepped just outside the room when we went in (yes you do have eye balls on the back of your head cuz it wasn't Yoda squeezing my sac) and to a lesser degree her husband, right hand in his pocket, gawd jeezuz I can only imagine what lethal weapon was going to come out of that fucking pocket.

The PACU nurse said to me, "Oh my gosh you have been hurt! It sounds like you've had a pretty rough introduction."

Yeah. I am disgruntled. I'm pretty sure I was thrown to the wolves but they only got an arm or a leg.

And I need to get over it, fast because the medical world I'm in now, it may actually be the Disneyland of hospitals. I mean don't worry, I always find a way to be horrifically outraged and crank out master rants of disgust, don't you worry, my literary scoobie snacks will prevail but- I've got to stop mentally wanking on my post scary situation bitterness.

Later the PACU nurse said some very nice, sincere things to me. She told me she was glad there was people like me in the field. She said I seemed like a good nurse. She told me never to take nursing bullshit home. She hasn't worked in five years. She's never been a critical care nurse. She doesn't know.

But she is right. She is right.

We are all here. We are all here.

To Live and Die in L.A.

I have just resigned from my first nursing job for a number of reasons. I gave three weeks notice. Sadly, I do not feel relieved. I feel scammed and ripped off, exhausted and abused. I don't feel free. I'll expound more on that next week. First, I must share my lessons learned so that others following in my footsteps can remain modestly protected. Thick skin is understandably and necessary requirement to nursing, however it appears shank proof skin is more the order of the day.

THE RULES OF STAFF NURSING AS I HAVE COME TO KNOW THEM:

1) Even the "cool" experienced nurses you think you can trust will jab the knife in deep given the opportunity.

2) Everybody has a family and obligations, just like you do, they don't care and as a new nurse, even with identified potential you are still a flash in the pan.

3) Experienced nurses (+8 years) absolutely cannot tolerate being identified as having made a mistake or doing anything that might reveal they are human and not perfect. If you stumble across a nurse who say, has proudly announced that she thinks restraints are unnecessary and cruel while her patient is now holding their yanked out portis subclavian central line DO NOT WANT YOUR HELP

4) An experienced nurse who suddenly befriends you has fucked up amongst the other older nurses and is using you as a surrogate friend until the old guard accepts her back.

5) If you ask for help from an experienced nurse and actually receive it, the service comes at a cost: they will then take credit for all of the work you have performed on the shift until that point, with no shame. NOTE: The exception to this rule is older male nurses. I don't know why but they seem pretty stoked when anyone will just listen to them.

6) If you are suicidal enough to point out an error in logic, intervention, or treatment with an older nurse dumbly thinking they will appreciate this then you will forever be labeled as a "know it all" and "dangerously arrogant" despite the fact that usually, the only patients dying from lack of informed and or supervised care is their own. (Hence the constant phrase: "oh, but he was old")

7) Sadly, the one way to break down most fucked up nurses is to ignore them and be openly hostile. I myself hate behaving this way, it makes me feel dirty and sticky in my soul but after a month the same nurses that would literally ignore a question to their face will be hugging you and be delighted to see you.

8) Escape into patient care and knowledge. When in a confined environment surrounded by jackal infidels the only place to go to is work. Might as well do it well. Do not ask questions from senior nurses as they are inherently insecure and confuse genuine curiosity as an inquisition and threat. One question too many may shatter their fragile sense of competence.　REMEBER QUESTIONING IN NURSING SCHOOL? IT WASN'T ABOUT WHAT YOU KNEW BUT HOW WORNG YOU WERE. The field hasn't progressed, trust me.

9) It's a great idea to make allies with interns and residents, usually because they relate more to younger novice nurses than older snappy ones and working together to help a patient becomes an effective, educational , and rewarding experience.

10) If the older crew see you relaxed and making jokes with physician staff they will call you "lazy" and will accuse you of ignoring your patients despite the fact that is exactly what they are doing when gossiping about you. Never mind that. Nobody wants a letter of reference from an old crabby nurse who treats the latest evidenced based research and knowledge with the same disdain as she would the newest thrash metal album from Slayer. She aint buying it.

I wish instead of a LA TIMES 20 part news story about 80 whacked out nurses and how they have fallen through the cracks of diversion,　I 'd like to see a story on the tens of thousands of tax paying Californian R.N.'s who get regularly scammed and shorted on their paychecks by gloating big bonused hospital management. (Again next weeks topic)

I feel fucking violated. Not only were their staffing ratio's absurd, but when I found out how my new hospital staffs their ICU I got choked up. Seriously, I choked up.

Patient with a balloon pump: 1 to 1.

Patient on ventilator with ANY pressor going:1 to 1

Patient on CRRT: 1 to 1

Patient returning from any invasive emergent cardiac procedure:1 to 1

Seriously, it made me cry. I've had assignments so unbelievable and harrowing while three morbidly obese shit talking multiple personality snackers loudly predicted any possible negative outcome to my patients. ONE TIME IN A YEAR did I have a 1 to 1. Septic, over 300 pounds, active MI, central in groin and central in R IJ, Multiple blood products, fucking 14 PUMPS! NO shit. At 0430 the supervisor literally grumbled all right, make it a 1 to 1 at which point my other co-workers literally stopped what they were doing and demanded I thank them for RECORDING THE VITAL SIGNS ON MY OTHER PATIENT.

Friends, I have had patients code during report and then been barked at by my supervisor for taking too long to get report on my second patient.

After the interview at my new hospital. I, a man, a dude who is semi-permanently disgruntled, prone to the negatives, a man who relishes the positives when they come, a nurse who gives a shit about his patients because it is the only way to stay sane and true of heart, a father, a husband.

Well, I cried.

I cried for my exploitation, I cried for my patients who got just -enough-to -keep-you-alive-care night after night. I cried for the thousand and thousands of times I signed my names to documents that no one will ever look at, selfish documents to cover some lawyers ass that took unreasonable time from patients rotting with bed sores and their own shit. I cried for my co-workers who just don't get how disgusting it is that one ICU manger can cause so much human suffering and distress to get a fat bonus. Cuz that's the bottom line and it always will be. If you need someone to create abrasive, unethical policies that save substantial money in an environment that requires vast resources, well your soul has a price.

The last few weeks I have been blaming foreign nurses. But I may be wrong. I don't know. I do believe foreign nurses don't bring a whole lot to the profession as a whole. I think they inadvertently bring standards down to the standards they are accustomed to.

• My new unit has no foreign nurses. Not one. 60% of the staff R.N.'s have CCRN certification. As opposed to NONE in my last I.C.U with 20 more beds , a staff of 60, and most nurses with easily over 10 years experience residing in a level two trauma center. I will never hear report in Tagalog at my new hospital. My supervisors will communicate in English.

I hope that the racial divide that is burning like napalm in nursing will not be present in my new unit. I hate how discussing the fact that foreign nurses is in no way good for American nursing is considered racist.

I have left Los Angeles. I have left my home state of California. Surprisingly, the money is better in a more affordable state. It appears, on first glance, the care is better. It also appears that the treatment I will receive as a professional R.N. will be commiserate to the demands and complexities of my job.

This all, of course, on first glance.

You fucked up, you REALLY fucked up.

FUCK YOU BRN-NOW YOU HAVE SOMETHING BETTER TO DO THEN HARASS NURSES WHO HAD ONE TOO MANY WINE SPRITZERS.

HOW ABOUT CHANGING NOT JUST WHAT NURSES DO BUT WHAT OUTSIDE FORCES DO TO NURSES?


Man I wish the media would come up with a better tag line than "due to the ever increasing nursing shortage this hospital now has...."

From there we fill in the blanks: "Due to the ever increasing nursing shrtage this local hospital has..."

• Happy go-lucky MALE NURSE perverts working for them.


• Drug stealing junkieusers working for them.


• Shameless overpaid nurses on overtime falling asleep on the job recklessly killing patients and laughing all the way to the bank.


• A male nurse who molested every single female who came into the 500 bed hospital and managed to used the prolapsed anus of a 90 year old woman as a cigarette holder for him while he peed on her dog as he was insanely high the very last pills of ambien and colace she had,etc.

It's never real shit like: nurses don't get breaks anymore, management harasses R.N.'s who have a conscience, nurses seem to be making LESS money despite this incredible shortage...

As a R.N. I see nurses everyday who shouldn't be practicing in a perfect world. Some because of their atrocious attitude towards patients (burn outs), others with obvious mental problems who probably wouldn't be safe to handle fries at Burger King (related to traumatization and abuse on the job), and some who simply came to this country to make more money then they could in their home country. (sorry Pinoy but 6 out of 7 of you guys do a disproportionately large amount of the fucked up shit I see. Your ambivalence towards human care is as horrifying as it is somehow culturally ingrained)
There is no nursing shortage in the U.S. That's nonsense propaganda created by hospitals to get cheaper foreign labor. Only hospitals that are so hellish in their treatment of nursing staff have staffing problems and experience a "shortage".
The AMA and hospital associations have enabled tens of thousands of nurses to come to this country from other countries for the sole purpose of making money on cheaper, more obedient labor. These nurses not only leave their home countries in a void of health care but also leave American R.N.'s to take up the slack. At least four of my coworkers don't speak English adequately enough to carry a conversation but know how to perform medical tasks. Some were able to take the licensing exam in their native language. I am constantly covering their butts just to make it through the shift. If I were to complain I would lose my job, union or not. I would be called a racist. A hundred years ago they would have called me a "nationalist" but nobody knows what that word means anymore.

Nursing is an unbelievably complex job that is constantly being put down by media, hospital administration and physicians. So many nurses have drug problems because the people who take care of you HAVE ABSOLUTELY NOBODY TAKING CARE OF THEM.
The article that led to 6 out of 7 BRN members getting tossed on their ass demonstrates how absolutely crucial the job the R.N. performs is.
The effectiveness of the BRN is severely limited because the BRN is inundated with three types of complaints: 1) My nurse doesn't speak English. 2) Hospital managements lodging erroneous complaints against nurses in retaliation for sticking for themselves and their patients. 3) Complaints filed by hospital management to cover up mistakes of arrogant physicians.

The largest reason the BRN sucks is because its staffed with hacks and non-nurses. Go figure! Political payback is tasty.

Nursing practice has changed so much in 20 years- the job that older nurses were trained to do simply doesn't exist anymore, nursing is truly not "nursing" as people know it. It is an incredibly complex, demanding, and intensely challenging job that requires dedication and- the nursing profession still doesn't recognize this- it requires talent.

Nurses are treated so poorly by physicians, hospital management, and most certainly the patients that they treat that a dangerous nurse is easily overlooked because everyone walks around in the medical field thinking "another dumb nurse did this".
True bad eggs like the ones in the article would be cracked and disposed of more quickly if quality nurses were recognized, and nurses who have no business being in the field were rooted out.
Bad nurses get away with it because, frankly, it seems that the public is quite happy with the stereotype of nurses being angelic, mothering, brainless assistants.
I don't think the public or the media comprehends the importance of the nurse in the disease and healing process from a technical and clinical standpoint. At all.

Right now, bad nurses run the show. The pathological liars, the borderline personality disorder bullies, the perpetually immature 14 year old girls breaking hospital units down into clique war zones. Right now, everything that is wrong about nursing rules the roost. Nobody complains about anything that means a fucking thing. Nothing about patient care, nothing about pay, nothing about safety, nothing about the blatantly redundant paperwork. Everyone feels like they can't change it so on Tuesday lets gang up on Tina and whisper behind her back and start some shit. Then we'll complain that she was mean to her patient, "no it's true, she was soooo mean to her patient cuz I was on like priceride.com getting a hotel room for vegas so I like heard everything..."

Oh well, tonight I sleep good. For the first time in many moons, the nursing gods have hurled in some political 18guages that pull blood out like central lines.