happy birthday Florence!!!

If you were alive today you would only be 197 years old. Florence who? Florence Nightingale of course. Today is international Nurse’s day. Where is my cake and accolades?? Flo was a woman with great vision, it was Florence who laid the foundations for nursing to become a profession she also made many social reforms that improved the conditions for women within society. So today I celebrate nurses! As indeed – all of us should. After people I know have been in hospital or a member of their family has been a patient, they will often come up to me … Continue reading happy birthday Florence!!!

I am funny…

I am no longer a virgin. This may have been a touch obvious – given that I have three sons and my name is not Mary. But it is official I am funny!!! I even have the certificate to prove it. What was my motivation to do a six-week comedy course? Initially it was to improve my writing. But to ‘write’ funny is a lot different to ‘talking’ funny. The process of getting your material for a routine I found was not that different from writing. It’s about observing  your world and telling it from your viewpoint. I enjoyed the … Continue reading I am funny…

nursing why the cynicism???

I was squashed in, shoulder to shoulder at the lunchroom feeding trough, when a recently graduated Enrolled Nurse announced with excitement. “I got into University!” “To study what?” She seemed surprised that we were asking- “Nursing” There wasn’t a fantastic response to her news. Not like the day when one of our radiographers told us she was accepted into university, to study a bachelor of arts majoring in ceramics. Now that news generated some enthusiasm. I was jealous. Just imagine… studying for the love of learning – not motivated by the need to study, so as to gain paid employment … Continue reading nursing why the cynicism???

Confessions of a nurse…

To the first male patient I ever shaved in the nursing home, I apologise for making your face resemble that of Norm Gunsten, but you have to understand, that shaving an actual face, with all those natural contours of a long life lived, is nothing like shaving a party balloon. I would like to sincerely thank “Mrs Smith” a sweet resident with dementia, for escaping almost every Saturday, out the front door of the nursing home. I gained a lot of skills in dealing with your challenging behaviour. You were crafty, and not in the paper and glue sense. You … Continue reading Confessions of a nurse…