Something new to learn..

Following the Manual

Jafree Ozwald and Margot Faher wrote a book called The Manifest Manual.  I bought the book on line since I could use a little serious manifesting and I had been receiving some tidbits by email over the last few months.

The book has fourteen chapters and I have perused the book and am now ready to read it.  I love to read but not wanting to waste my time, I read through each book quickly.  If it gets my interest then I read through again.

The book promises a lot…if you follow it exactly.  Well tomorrow I start and will post what I get from each chapter each day.  Let’s see what lies ahead!

Secret..Manifesting…and me…

Secrets and Manifesting and ….

About fourteen months ago, just before Christmas I was feeling a little lost, or down, or blah or whatever the choice word descriptions are these days.  My job of the previous few years had been challenging, but one I enjoyed until a bright – or maybe not so bright new manager convinced our company owner that he would drive us to inspiration in Recruitment by convincing her to slash all our salaries by thirty percent.  Now that had a not so surprising reaction from all affected who decided instead that we would do thirty percent less work.  Well almost all of us as one little bunny took it to heart and worked relentlessly to succeed.

Anyway having lived to the extent of my income this hit me where it hurts..namely the wallet.  And that definitely is NOT fun.  I was checking out some sales for Christmas presents, and being one woman who seems to have been born without a true shopping gene I usually drifted to a book store and latte.

The signs of my malaise were…well malaise, hopelessness about the future in general and a general internal pout that I hoped was not evident to others. For the first time in years I was also experiencing huge flare ups, or exacerbations of my old companion Fibromyalgia. So pain had settled in for a long stay.Oh and to meet my lifestyle I began to live more on credit cards and line of credit.  Perhaps a little more recklessly than necessary, but certainly in keeping with my personality.

One day in a bookstore of course I came upon The 
Secret by Byrne.  Having heard some hype and general discussion on the subject I decided to purchase mostly out of curiosity. 

So I settled down one Saturday morning curled up on the sofa to read. What can I say.  I was immediately glued to every word, every page. I read through all of that day and far into the night – not unusual for me when something catches my attention.  When exhaustion forced surrender to the land of nod I closed my eyes for a few short hours. 
The moment my eyes opened in the morning I was immersed immediately back in the book.

After thirty six hour of this I came out a different person,  My attitude changed and I greeted each day with confident, joy and anticipation.  Outlook changed, days were brighter,  I was filled with passion.  Wow and my life changed!

That was the start and it has been a journey of awareness. And that is what this series of blogs will be about.Cause there is a whole lot more to follow.

Some Days….

Some Days…

Some days you start the day with love and warmth in your heart and every nerve ending and gives thanks for all you have.  Then you get to spend the day with a dear person who needs your help and alleviate somebody’s stress a little bringing a cafe latte, a helping hand and a smile.  I guess if we are lucky every day is like that.

This has been one of those “best days”.  I guess if you feel loved it is easier to give it out.  Or is it the other way around?  We are all loved, we just have to figure out the source and that is very personal for each.

Love the date…..

Loving the date…

I love writing the date.  There is something about writing and saying two thousand and eleven.  It is a lucky year for me and I am filled with anticipation.  

I do have to kick it up a notch though in setting up a routine. This nice non-stressed feeling that has persisted since the afternoon of January third could end up a slippery slope into lethargy. We do not need soul breaking stress in our lives but we do need some level of positive stress, some challenge, something that makes us anticipate, to work toward some Goal.  At the end of the day there has to be some sense of accomplishment.

I have noted over the years that some retirees work toward That Day.  Then with no sustaining interests or motivations they decline, age quickly and slip nicely into a pocket of society we see everyday. The light, the sparkle in their eyes dies out long before they depart this earth.  One of the most rewarding parts of my career was bringing cheer, comfort and a smile or laugh and seeing that sparkle, even for a moment. That is what I want to continue to do.  It is the part of me, the nurse that made it all worthwhile.  And somehow I will.

Making old friends new..again

Sometimes an old lost friendship is renewed again and is richer than it ever could have been staying together.  Of course I am talking about an old love.  We got caught up in a mess of egos and truthfully it is the only relationship that caused me any degree of pain.  Maybe because I would not let anyone get THAT close to me in previous years.  I had formed an impermeable shield and thought I was pretty happy with it.

We last saw each other in April.  In that time I took a very difficult journey finding out some painful and some wonderful things about myself.  He leaves for the other side of the world next month and we have exchanged some cautious emails in the last few weeks.

He apologized for letting me down and I was able to truthfully able to tell him that the whole experience was one of growth.  I meant it and now we can have a true friendship.

Exercise…huh

Exercise..uhuh..

It’s Sunday January 16, 2011.  I have been more committed to the idea of exercise.

So who isn’t you ask? 

This year my approach has been much more relaxed probably because my days are less stressed and there is more time.  I swim laps and do stretches.  To get to my pool in my building I pass through the gym.  The first week of the year the place was packed with huffers and puffers fulfilling their resolutions. By yesterday there was just one still carrying on.  Brave chap.

All the areas around my city have been hit with massive snowstorms but for some reason we have been spared. Just enough snow and no blistery winds so walking outside has been a pleasure.  Sort of takes me back to childhood.

I am fortunate to have the time to partake of these little luxuries.  Past years meant trying to include a harried workout into my already hectic schedule. Thus I have a more peaceful mind going in and out.

I have been working on an idea that feels right regarding retirement affordability and it is starting to come together.

Updates:  D&K are in Arizona, B&K getting ready to sell their second home, R in Scotland is doing well in her retirement, J is down 78 pounds and thriving, and me…am off to my fav country hotel today to hear Patsy Cline…or a reasonable representation of her by a very talented lady!

Have a good day all!!

Nuts ,missed another post….

Truly missed yesterday

as I spent the morning at coffee with B and wee M. Rest of the day out of town some shopping and stayed the night with my friends. D as usual served a perfect dinner. Well actually K did most of it. My doctor of many decades lives in the same town and I was faced with the dreaded annual physical!! Got that completed and back home in the afternoon. Then lunch with J and a couple of her work buddies. No sooner settled down for a bit to get a call from B&K at the same restaurant.
Tomorrow needs to be a more vital day! Now this is the 14th but with these wonkie dates will appear as the 15th I am sure
!!

The Ministry of Health and Long Term Care

Wednesday January 12, 2010

I woke up this morning thinking about the Ministry of Health and Long Term Care.
Strange thoughts for one to have you might think.  But I have been spending my time trying to determine what the problems are in this convoluted system.  it just is not working.  Where are our dollars going?  Certainly not in front line service where it should be, but in the justification of front line service.  There are expensive layers of function purely for the sake of justification that do not benefit The Resident directly.  There are registered staff whose whole days are spent inputting information to say; see how many dollars we need, see us use the right words, the right turn of a phrase to ensure you credit us with dollars, see us make reports to the Ministry, to Corporate, to boards to ensure our existence. To justify.

Every company spouts words like dignity, care, rights.  But really, whose dignity, whose care, whose rights?

The Ministry of Health and Long Term Care has become an endless layer of bandages repeatedly placed over many festering wounds.  When in fact the wound needs to be stripped down and all the purulent gangrenous tissue removed to allow for some real healing.

Meanwhile on the front lines staff are enduring ridiculous workloads.  The primary care workers are called PSWs and they are at the bedside.  Their function is to deliver the hands on care.  They are also the lowest paid in the nursing structure.  Their assignments (The Residents) total nine or ten on any given day.  In their day of 7.5 hours they are expected to wash/shower/bathe, assist with meals, transfer, toilet and provide care and support.  Working organized and together at a team this may not be unreasonable, although in my opinion an assignment of six would provide better quality of care because care at the bedside entails more than just physical care.  True care is not rushed.  It is the time to talk, to listen.  Instead they must just give physical care.

But this is not what makes their workloads ridiculous.  They are then expected to document.  Now some documentation is necessary to reflect the care delivered and to have a record for The Resident’s status.  This is essential information.  But for the sake of justification the process has become complicated by intricate forms.  In some Homes this entails five double sized pages for each Resident, each shift.  So if you “care” for ten residents in your shift and document thoroughly and accurately it may take ten minutes for each resident.  You have just spent a minimum of fifty minutes that could have been devoted to care.  In addition there are intake sheets to fill in (what your resident ate and drank), restraint forms to complete, and report to give to the charge nurse. Some companies have even more forms.

It just ain’t working folks.  How dare anyone, usually in Administration or Corporately, based on Ministry requirements institute processes that take away from care? Take away from The Resident?

And those problems do not even come close to the misuse of registered staff.  But that is for another day.

Just a germ of an idea..

eThe Germ…the idea germinating in the back of my mind.

I find I do not endorse the way Healthcare is moving today.

Everyone spouts care and dignity for our sick and elderly, but it just ain’t happening.  Employers have a heavy handed way with healthcare staff.

Companies do not seem to realize the best way for genuine care and caring for the infirm is that staff need to be shown the same care and caring.
If staff are valued and treated with respect and caring then by George those they care for will already have the best care.

Just because people are fed and kept clean – in most cases, let us not delude ourselves that we are giving them the best.  We are not.
Staff Are disrespected to the nth degree.  A big part of the problem is that senior administration feels they must laud their superiority over them.

Somewhere we have lost the idea that happy staff give more of themselves to the patient, client, resident, the company or  whatever the current term becomes.
I think healthcare should be run like Westjet.  The best of customer service and recognition of for a job well done.  I recently had an Administrator who told me I was too nice.  My friendly relationships with the union was construed by her to be a weakness.  “They are not your friends” she said.  Somehow she lost sight of the fact that while the unions are not our friends, the best possible and successful union/managements are done in a friendly open minded atmosphere.  

Good Heavens we are not giving them controlling rights in business.  But we must respect that any signed contract makes it our contract as much of the unions.  Over the years I have encountered companies that trumpet wonderful mottos such as; It is an honor to serve the sick, and we believe in RESPECT.  Every company has them: glorious words on a page that says Look See how wonderful We are.  I have never met a company yet that lives their beliefs.  Well that is not entirely true.  I have worked for two organizations that came pretty close.
All people, whether they are employees or residents or clients or patients  are entitled to respect and care. If we the leaders in healthcare are unable to deliver these two things then how can we expect our People to do it.
We have removed The Joy Factor from the workplace.
It is my intention to find a way to do it.  It is still a very small germ of an idea.  It still happens in small business I think but there has to be a way of taking it big. 

Those persistent niggling thoughts..

This is January 11th, 2011
If my prayers and meditation say that my vocation is not my right time for my purpose, that there is more, then that is my focus then What is my purpose?  What do I need to be doing?  I have been practicing saying out loud that I am retired.  The fact is I think I am not.
All of my experiences must be the key.  I knew as a child that I would be a nurse.
The thought came to be, clear as a bell when I was fourteen and walking up the back steps of my church.  Out of the blue.  I was puzzled by it and wondered consciously how that would ever happen.  Then I put it out of my mind, A because I had no idea how that would come about, and B because something deep inside said not to worry about it.  So I did not.  Matter of fact I don’t think I ever considered it again.
Years later toward the end of high school someone put a small advert for nurses training in my hand and I just mailed it in. Voilà it happened.
I have a germ of an idea in the back of my mind.  It began with a small tickling that caught my curiosity. The problem is, it’s in the back of my mind, and not one I would normally pursue, however I must give it time and contemplate quietly to give it a chance to blossom.
I find myself excited to find out what it is.

There are no facts, only interpretations. – Friedrich Nietzsche. The truth I think that validates everything you have to say.

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