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tnbutterfly is a BSN, RN and specializes in Peds, Med-Surg, Disaster Nsg, Parish Nsg.

13 Followers; 118 Articles; 195,295 Profile Views; 5,372 Posts

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  1. 1. Please Vote for 3

    • Death Walks the Halls
      20
    • An Ode to Hospice Nursing
      10
    • Educating and Training Nurses
      5
    • School Nursing: I Can Make a Difference
      17
    • F.A.S.T. – does not represent the time it takes to explain my role
      20
    • Broaden Your Horizons - from Heartburn to Hemorrhoids! Life as an Endoscopy RN
      20
    • Community Health Nursing: What Better Partnership Could There Be?
      8
    • From ICU to Art, back to Health Care
      5
    • Finding My Place in Nursing
      12
    • CRNAs: We are the Answer
      7

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The contest is over except for announcing the winners. A big thank you to all who submitted articles. Below are the top 10 articles with links that met the contest criteria.  Now it's up to you, the members, to help select the winners.

Three Authors Will Split a Total Cash Value of $600  

Use the poll above to vote for your 3 favorite articles. You must be a registered member to vote. 

THE POLL CLOSES AUGUST 12

Best of luck to all the contestants.  These are all great articles!

Top 10 Articles (no particular order)

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Enjoy reading and voting for your TOP 3 ARTICLES.

THE POLL CLOSES AUGUST 12


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camelbakhi has 3 years experience as a BSN, RN and specializes in Endoscopy / gastroenterology.

1 Follower; 1 Article; 18 Posts; 878 Profile Views

On 7/12/2019 at 3:05 PM, tnbutterfly said:

Broaden Your Horizons - from Heartburn to Hemorrhoids! Life as an Endoscopy RN

My article link is unfortunately pulling up my article for readers! 😞

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camelbakhi has 3 years experience as a BSN, RN and specializes in Endoscopy / gastroenterology.

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On 7/12/2019 at 3:05 PM, tnbutterfly said:

Broaden Your Horizons - from Heartburn to Hemorrhoids! Life as an Endoscopy RN

My article link is unfortunately pulling up my article for readers! 😞

 

Here is an accurate link to my article: 

 

 

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tnbutterfly is a BSN, RN and specializes in Peds, Med-Surg, Disaster Nsg, Parish Nsg.

13 Followers; 118 Articles; 5,372 Posts; 195,295 Profile Views

The link has been corrected.  Thanks for bringing this to my attention.

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camelbakhi has 3 years experience as a BSN, RN and specializes in Endoscopy / gastroenterology.

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8 minutes ago, tnbutterfly said:

The link has been corrected.  Thanks for bringing this to my attention.

No problem thank you for correcting! 

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camelbakhi has 3 years experience as a BSN, RN and specializes in Endoscopy / gastroenterology.

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When does voting end?

 

just curious 🙂 

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                        My Dream That Finally Came True

 

My Dream was a million miles away, at least it seemed that way.

I had a job that I had been at for 22yrs. I was scared to leave, to start my DREAM.  Not knowing how I would pay my bills, how was I to pay for school, where and when was I going to find one. Plus being a single mother.  This list of questions has   been weighing on my shoulders and my HEART for 17yrs. Let me tell you my story.

My dream started when I got to take care of my boss’s mother. Shanta was her name. She was a sweet lady. Always wanting to learn new English words and there meaning. She always asked me to hem, pin, sew and iron her beautiful Saudi’s among other task that she would ask.  As the years passed by, Shanta started to have health issues. Her diabetes was under watchful eye. That’s where I began to be her caregiver. Then her arthritis  started to get so painful that she had to start, Embrel. I then, started to give her daily injections. Sometime later, she became very ill. My mother and I stayed with her one night. She kept talking in her language, she was asking her god to take her, she  was done and tired. Morning came, when the day nurse got there my mom and I left. Later that day  she sadly past on. I will always cherish the times we had together. She is DEARLY MISSED!

            A friend of the family, Mr. Bob Massey was a very gentle, kind, helpful, caring, funny man. He had a heart of gold. Bob became ill, they found a tumor in his brain. The day he surgery to remove the tumor took over half the day. When the doctor finally came out, he said, it was bigger than he had thought. Bob had to undergo many Kemo and Radiation treatments. Bob was just getting weaker and weaker. One day I went to pick him up for a doctor appointment, he was taking along time to get ready. I went down the hallway and said, Bob are you dressed he answered yes. I went in his room to find him NOT ready at all. What I seen was my son and Bob coloring away. Bob said, he wanted to color and so I did I’m not getting any better I’m not hurrying. This little guy wanted to color and I did, I don’t think I’ll ever have the chance to color again. As I watched them two color, I was to see Bob spend time with my son and color for his last time. We finally got to the doctor, only for them to admit him to the hospital. As I was leaving his room he said, Tronna your feet are getting wet. It meant, that was where I needed to be a NURSE.  After two months of fighting Bob went to be with the lord.   

            After Bob passed away, I started taking care of my NaNa.  She couldn’t walk and was in a wheelchair. I became her leg from then on. I would go over in the morning after work transfer her  the bedside toilet, let her was her face, to pick her clothes out for the day, get her dressed. Then we were off to the living room to drink coffee and chit chat with PaPa. I made breakfast or went and got it, whatever they wanted to do. We would sit down for breakfast having many confersations, and PaPa always trying to educate me. I remember staying the night with them and waking up to the smell of bacon. NaNa was up at the crack of dawn to get it made, for my PaPa he liked to eat early.  After breakfast I would get them settled for the day and go home. At 8pm at night I was right back over there to get NaNa ready for bed. After she was all tucked in, I would sit down and talk with PaPa before I went to work. Saturday, was bathing day for NaNa, doing grocery shopping and do their laundry.  One day my Nana got sick, we went to the hospital and they said, she has gallstones that she needed surgery. Surgery day came and the family was there. Finally after it seemed like forever the doctor came out and said, surgery went well and that my Nana was fine. She was doing fine for about a week, then we got a call that she was going to ICU. Her body was week and she stayed there on machines for weeks and was not getting any better. The day came that we all dreaded, It was time to take her off the machines. I sat and prayed with her before everyone got there. Nana knew what was going on, it wasn’t her brain that was gone, her body couldn’t fight anymore. When everyone was there we gathered around her bed, Papa on one side of the bed holding her hand and my brother holding her hand on the other side. My two nieces, mom and I stood at the foot of the bed. Then the nurse came in with  seringes the nurse took one of the seringes and put it in my Nana’s IV, then respitory took out the oxygen tube. Her eyes open  I was thinking breathe just breath. Her eyes began to close. That’s when she went on to be with the lord. August 3, 2009

            After NaNa passed I continued keep the house up to par and do things for Papa. He was alone after 54yrs. Even tho we both missed Nana, I knew he was missing her most of all. I felt bad for him.  When it came time to work on “guy things” he would teach how to do it hands on I didn’t mind getting my hands greasy. He would still make sure the grocery list was made out and every Saturday drive me to the store then wait on me outside.  The same routine was followed, as if Nana was there. PaPa would make himself dinner, if he was tired of microwave dinners or throw on a pot of beans in the morning for dinner.  One morning when I got to Papa’s I noticed the front door was not opened like it always was. This made my stomach dropped. When I got in the house, Papa had a stroke in the bathroom. The paramedics got there and Papa refused treatment so they left. I put him in Nana’s wheelchair and he wanted me to make breakfast. I did as I was told. Later that day I was able to get him to the hospital. He was there about 3 weeks before he went to be with Nana at the Lords house.

             I finally left my job of 22yrs. I got into school to become a CERITFIED NURSING ASSISTANT, GOT MY BLS, and then HHA. I graduate at the end of the month. I HAVE MY DREAM AT THE TIPS OF MY FINGERS. I will soon hold this Dream in the palm of my hand close my fingers make a fist and NEVER NEVER LET IT GO. I’m ready to enjoy life.

Sorry for the type O’s. Don’t condemn me for it. I won’t reply back.

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traumaRUs has 27 years experience as a MSN, APRN and specializes in Nephrology, Cardiology, ER, ICU.

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5 hours ago, spark plug said:

                        My Dream That Finally Came True

 

My Dream was a million miles away, at least it seemed that way.

I had a job that I had been at for 22yrs. I was scared to leave, to start my DREAM.  Not knowing how I would pay my bills, how was I to pay for school, where and when was I going to find one. Plus being a single mother.  This list of questions has   been weighing on my shoulders and my HEART for 17yrs. Let me tell you my story.

My dream started when I got to take care of my boss’s mother. Shanta was her name. She was a sweet lady. Always wanting to learn new English words and there meaning. She always asked me to hem, pin, sew and iron her beautiful Saudi’s among other task that she would ask.  As the years passed by, Shanta started to have health issues. Her diabetes was under watchful eye. That’s where I began to be her caregiver. Then her arthritis  started to get so painful that she had to start, Embrel. I then, started to give her daily injections. Sometime later, she became very ill. My mother and I stayed with her one night. She kept talking in her language, she was asking her god to take her, she  was done and tired. Morning came, when the day nurse got there my mom and I left. Later that day  she sadly past on. I will always cherish the times we had together. She is DEARLY MISSED!

            A friend of the family, Mr. Bob Massey was a very gentle, kind, helpful, caring, funny man. He had a heart of gold. Bob became ill, they found a tumor in his brain. The day he surgery to remove the tumor took over half the day. When the doctor finally came out, he said, it was bigger than he had thought. Bob had to undergo many Kemo and Radiation treatments. Bob was just getting weaker and weaker. One day I went to pick him up for a doctor appointment, he was taking along time to get ready. I went down the hallway and said, Bob are you dressed he answered yes. I went in his room to find him NOT ready at all. What I seen was my son and Bob coloring away. Bob said, he wanted to color and so I did I’m not getting any better I’m not hurrying. This little guy wanted to color and I did, I don’t think I’ll ever have the chance to color again. As I watched them two color, I was to see Bob spend time with my son and color for his last time. We finally got to the doctor, only for them to admit him to the hospital. As I was leaving his room he said, Tronna your feet are getting wet. It meant, that was where I needed to be a NURSE.  After two months of fighting Bob went to be with the lord.   

            After Bob passed away, I started taking care of my NaNa.  She couldn’t walk and was in a wheelchair. I became her leg from then on. I would go over in the morning after work transfer her  the bedside toilet, let her was her face, to pick her clothes out for the day, get her dressed. Then we were off to the living room to drink coffee and chit chat with PaPa. I made breakfast or went and got it, whatever they wanted to do. We would sit down for breakfast having many confersations, and PaPa always trying to educate me. I remember staying the night with them and waking up to the smell of bacon. NaNa was up at the crack of dawn to get it made, for my PaPa he liked to eat early.  After breakfast I would get them settled for the day and go home. At 8pm at night I was right back over there to get NaNa ready for bed. After she was all tucked in, I would sit down and talk with PaPa before I went to work. Saturday, was bathing day for NaNa, doing grocery shopping and do their laundry.  One day my Nana got sick, we went to the hospital and they said, she has gallstones that she needed surgery. Surgery day came and the family was there. Finally after it seemed like forever the doctor came out and said, surgery went well and that my Nana was fine. She was doing fine for about a week, then we got a call that she was going to ICU. Her body was week and she stayed there on machines for weeks and was not getting any better. The day came that we all dreaded, It was time to take her off the machines. I sat and prayed with her before everyone got there. Nana knew what was going on, it wasn’t her brain that was gone, her body couldn’t fight anymore. When everyone was there we gathered around her bed, Papa on one side of the bed holding her hand and my brother holding her hand on the other side. My two nieces, mom and I stood at the foot of the bed. Then the nurse came in with  seringes the nurse took one of the seringes and put it in my Nana’s IV, then respitory took out the oxygen tube. Her eyes open  I was thinking breathe just breath. Her eyes began to close. That’s when she went on to be with the lord. August 3, 2009

            After NaNa passed I continued keep the house up to par and do things for Papa. He was alone after 54yrs. Even tho we both missed Nana, I knew he was missing her most of all. I felt bad for him.  When it came time to work on “guy things” he would teach how to do it hands on I didn’t mind getting my hands greasy. He would still make sure the grocery list was made out and every Saturday drive me to the store then wait on me outside.  The same routine was followed, as if Nana was there. PaPa would make himself dinner, if he was tired of microwave dinners or throw on a pot of beans in the morning for dinner.  One morning when I got to Papa’s I noticed the front door was not opened like it always was. This made my stomach dropped. When I got in the house, Papa had a stroke in the bathroom. The paramedics got there and Papa refused treatment so they left. I put him in Nana’s wheelchair and he wanted me to make breakfast. I did as I was told. Later that day I was able to get him to the hospital. He was there about 3 weeks before he went to be with Nana at the Lords house.

             I finally left my job of 22yrs. I got into school to become a CERITFIED NURSING ASSISTANT, GOT MY BLS, and then HHA. I graduate at the end of the month. I HAVE MY DREAM AT THE TIPS OF MY FINGERS. I will soon hold this Dream in the palm of my hand close my fingers make a fist and NEVER NEVER LET IT GO. I’m ready to enjoy life.

Sorry for the type O’s. Don’t condemn me for it. I won’t reply back.

Great article - how about submitting it so we can publish it? 

 

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Rn112389 has 7 years experience as a BSN, RN.

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On 7/17/2019 at 11:34 AM, camelbakhi said:

When does voting end?

 

just curious 🙂 

Curious as well

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camelbakhi has 3 years experience as a BSN, RN and specializes in Endoscopy / gastroenterology.

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19 hours ago, Rn112389 said:

Curious as well

Yeah I re-read the info about voting poll and didn't spot the end date so I am curious! 

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tnbutterfly is a BSN, RN and specializes in Peds, Med-Surg, Disaster Nsg, Parish Nsg.

13 Followers; 118 Articles; 5,372 Posts; 195,295 Profile Views

The poll will close August 12th.  

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NRSKarenRN has 40 years experience as a BSN, RN and specializes in Vents, Telemetry, Home Care, Home infusion.

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Don't forget to vote!!!!!!

My top three choices in the lead today.    🙂

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