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I think al of our government officials should get it first along with their families. Let's see how many of them would refuse.

this is wonderful. what a wise, old person. someday we will all be there! when an old man died in the geriatric ward of a nursing home in north platte, nebraska, it was believed that he had nothing left of any value. later, when the nurses were going through his meager possessions, they found this poem. its quality and content so impressed the staff that copies were made and distributed to every nurse in the hospital. one nurse took her copy to missouri . the old man's sole bequest to posterity has since appeared in the christmas edition of the news magazine of the st. louis association for mental health. a slide presentation has also been made based on his simple, but eloquent, poem. and this little old man, with nothing left to give to the world, is now the author of this 'anonymous' poem winging across the internet. ** crabby old man what do you see, nurses? ..................what do you see? what are you thinking..................when you're looking at me? a crabby old man.................................not very wise, uncertain of habit ...............................with far away eyes? who dribbles his food...........................and makes no reply. when you say in a loud voice................'i do wish you'd try!' who seems not to notice.......................the things that you do. and forever is losing............................... a sock or shoe? who, resisting or not.................................lets you do as you will, with bathing and feeding.........................the long day to fill? is that what you're thinking?................... is that what you see? then open your eyes, nurse....................you're not looking at me. i'll tell you who i am,..............................as i sit here so still, as i do at your bidding, ........................as i eat at your will i'm a small child of ten..........................with a father and mother, brothers and sisters ...............................who love one another a young boy of sixteen...........................with wings on his feet dreaming that soon now.........................a lover he'll meet. a groom soon at twenty,........................my heart gives a leap. remembering, the vows..........................that i promised to keep. at twenty-five, now .............................i have young of my own. who need me to guide ..........................and a secure happy home. a man of thirty,.....................................my young now grown fast, bound to each other ............................. with ties that should last. at forty, my young sons..........................have grown and are gone, but my woman's beside me.......................to see i don't mourn. at fifty, once more,................................babies play around my knee, again, we know children .............................my loved one and me. dark days are upon me...............................my wife is now dead. i look at the future ......................................i shudder with dread. for my young are all rearing........................young of their own. and i think of the years.......................and the love that i've known. i'm now an old man.....................................and nature is cruel. tis jest to make old age...............................look like a fool. the body, it crumbles..................................grace and vigor, depart. there is now a stone..................................where i once had a heart. but inside this old carcass .......................a young guy still dwells, and now and again ..................................my battered heart swells. i remember the joys..................................... i remember the pain. and i'm loving and living................................life over again. i think of the years all too few........................gone too fast. and accept the stark fact................................that nothing can last. so open your eyes, people ...........................open and see.. not a crabby old man. ..................................look closer.....see.....me!! remember this poem when you next meet an older person who you might brush aside without looking at the young soul within.... we will all, one day, be there, too!

I live in the Syracuse area, there is one hospital that I know hires LPN's. It is Community General. The others will also hire LPN's, but the jobs at the other hospitals are few and far between. There is also a new wing on University Hopspital being built, and slated for opening next year. They most likely will begin hiring soon. Best of luck to you!!

My mother always told my brothers that if the "peed" on the road, they would get a sty. When I was pregnant, my mother -in-law told me not to put my hands in cold water, it would make the baby cold.:chuckle

When I was in nursing school, we were doing clinicals at a local hospital. This particular hospital has a lot of resident docs. After completing my rounds, one of these residents comes up to me and asks me if I can show him how to insert a catheter into a pt. I turned around, looked him straight in the eye and told him," NO!" , and walked away. He stood ther looking dumbfounded. I think that was the best day I had in clinicals.:thankya:

Unequal conjoined twins in which a rudimentary parasitic head is attached to the thorax of the autosite. My word is : Zondek-Aschheim test

I have worked in family practice for over 5 yrs now, and I love it. There is always something new and different to learn. There is a great variety of pts and complaints. Some are mundane, some are life threatening, but we keep on our toes. I really enjoy the one on one I get with each pt. I feel like I really make a difference in their lives. I wouldn't go back to any other type of nursing.

Couldn't agree more. I too, am fair skinned, reddish hair, but my heart is full-blooded. I am very proud of all my ancestry, from Native to German, Irish to English. All of that is what made me what I am today. My husband is full blooded, and he and I are the co-founders of a First Nations dance team. We have traveled the world with a drum group as their lead dancers. What a blast!! We teach others the importance of being proud of who you are, and to learn from the elders. They are all going to be gone someday, and if we don't learn, how will our traditions survive? We must be the ones to carry on and teach the ones coming after us.

You are far from fat!! I am not slender. I buy most of my scrubs at Burlington Coat Factory. They have really nice sets that start at around $12 for the toop and bottom, along with some real nice prints.

I think we can all, as nurses, relate to this. I have sat at the bedside of many patients as they passed from this life. Some go peacefully, some do not. As a nurse you can use those experiences to better yourself to help each patient. Your goal is to make sure the patients needs are taken care of. Use this experience to reflect on and you will become the kind of nurse you are aspiring to be. Keep all these things in your heart and you will be a success. Blessings to you!!

When I worked in LTC in a local nursing home, there were a few residents that told me they saw a tll man wearing a black coat and a top hat. The next day, one of the residents died. This happened several times. None of the stakk ever saw him, only the residents.

When I'm doing an EKG on a hairy man, I will say, " Free hair removal with every EKG today".

Ever notice that some of the things that women suffer have masculine names? Like MENses, MENopause, HISerectomy??

Thanks for this post. Too many non natives are really naive when it comes to our people. They assume we all live in teepees, wear regalia around the house and say, "How". I can't even count the number of times I have been called Pocahontas. Most of the time I ignore them, but there are times I would just like to yell at them.

I became a nurse because I took care of my mom when she was dying from lung cancer. She has a trach and no one in the family wanted to learn how to suction and clean it, so I volunteered. I went to my moms house everyday to help the hospice nurse. She showed my mom so much TLC. Shortly after that I went to nursing school. I was the second oldest in the class, and I graduated second in my class, only .03 points behind the first.

When I was in nursing school, we were learning about foley catheters. One of the students asked the instructor, " If there is no lubricant, may I spit on the foley?". Totally freaked us all out. That is one person I would not want to care for me.....

Recently, a young man came in to our office with c/o abd pain. The doc did her assessment and then wanted to send him for a CT. As we walked out of the exam room, I asked the doc, why not do an h-pylori first? She agreed, it was positive. It made me feel good that I saved this guy a couple hundred $, and get him the help he really needed.

Sago, I am Metis and Mohawk. My husband is Oneida/ Onondaga. We are part of a First Nations Dance Team. I am currently working as an LPN in an office and in school to get my RN. Peace to all.

Most of the docs where I work won't do prior auths, they will tell the pt they can switch to what is covered, or pay out of pocket. Doing prior auths wastes too much time.