Freedom!
I have no obligations!!!! Pbbhttttttt! :-p
I'll catch up the blog posts and clean my house . . . eventually.
I have no obligations!!!! Pbbhttttttt! :-p
I'll catch up the blog posts and clean my house . . . eventually.
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It’s finally done. We had to make an educational tool for our pediatrics group project. They decided to make a game for a cancer patient and I volunteered to make the game because I’m the only crafty person in the group and I wanted to get out of writing the paper (for once). Unfortunately there were so many snafus along the way, I spent at least 8 hours on this game over the weekend. So please excuse my rediculous bangs in this photo.
But it’s done! And kind of cute in the end. You can’t see the playing pieces or cards well, which is too bad because those are my favorite parts. Oh, and Cancerland is just a play-on Candyland. I realize it sounds ominous, hence the subtitle.
Off to class. Two days left, then three days of clinical before winter break. Woo hoo!
From our class discussion forum: For Week #4, compare the similarities and differences between pediatrics and your Adult I experience. Address the patients (diagnoses, ages, challenges), clinical sites, staff, and personal comfort you have experienced in these two settings.
The tone between my two floors is striking. I had Adult I at the **** – lots of old men. Some were depressed, some told riske jokes, some made racial comments, some were jolly, and some you could read their hard life experiences in the lines around their eyes. The staff was caring but emotionally distant. We were polite and cordial to these men who grew up in a different era.
At **** the mood is jolly and full of encouragement. We try to be pals with the kids and give them good experiences. Since they come in repeatedly they develop strong attachments to their nurses. The nurses reach out to make them comfortable, whether it’s extra stickers or special candy cane flavors, or even making custom toys out of hospital supplies.
One night at the **** a gentle man held a concert for our unit. Nurses, secretaries, janitors, and patients gathered around him in the staff lounge. He sat in his motorized wheel chair in his yellow gown (MRSA positive) and softly sang old love tunes from WWII. His voice was crackly and quiet but you could tell that he was a grand singer when he was younger.
This week a professional singer in a green velvet dress and santa hat popped onto our floor and sang Christmas carols. Her voice was smooth and honey-like, the rumor was that she was a relative of Amy Grant. Kids and staff poked their heads out of doors to get a better look at where the beautiful voice was coming from.
Both were a capella performances given for love of the patients and staff, but they were quite different experiences. Either way, everyone had a fresh smile on their face afterwards.
Thanksgiving post and pics to come, I promise. Been a crazy busy but good week at school I don't want to write much, but don't want to forget my experiences. Thus bullets!
at all.
Remember way back when Amanda and I got fabric to make kitties? And then she made hers in a reasonable time-frame? Well I finally finished mine. Behold!
The little guy's purple nose is hard to see. I'll probably replace it with some peach felt. Otherwise I like them very much!
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I had the pleasure of seeing Andy perform as Mies Gloriosous in A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum last weekend. It was a great show - the perfect part for him I think. It was a whirlwind trip but a lot of fun seeing all my mom’s side of the family. I put up some more pictures on flickr.