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Lions and Tigers and cardboard boxes, oh my!...

Just for laughs…. Lions and Tigers and cardboard boxes, oh my! http://youtu.be/J11uu8L8FTY Enjoy! AGV
When I Grow Up: The Power of Personal Stories for Healthcare Professionals

When I Grow Up: The Power of Personal Stories for ...

My first-grade teacher went around the room, asking each student to stand and share what they wanted to be when they grew up.  “You can be anything you want to be,” she said with authority.  “Anything.” When my turn came, I took her at her word.  “When I grow up,” I said with the confidence that only a six-year old can muster when discussing such a subject, “I want to be a mermaid.” “You can’t be...
I Kissed a Horse and I Liked It: Equine Wisdom for Healthcare Professionals

I Kissed a Horse and I Liked It: Equine Wisdom for...

My friend Devon is a counselor and has three horses that she uses to do equine-assisted therapy.  The first time I visited her farm, she took me out into the pasture to meet the horses.  They’re beautiful, friendly, intelligent creatures, and each one brings something special and unique to the therapy that she provides.    But there is one who is just special.  Cain is a big, black horse with an interesting...

To My Work Family...

A lot can happen in a year. Last November, I started a new job as an educator in a home care agency. The field of home care was a whole new world for me, and I’ve spent the past twelve months learning all about it at warp speed.  I love my new role, and see the impact of the work that I do daily. But more than that, I love the people that I work with. This Thanksgiving day finds me at home, reflecting on the things...

A Voice in the Darkness: I’m Here...

I had surgery last week.  Thanks to modern medicine, what took four hours felt more like a five minute nap.  My memories of the experience are sketchy.  As time passes, bits and pieces of what happened that day slip in and out (but mostly out) of my recollection.  I remember that there’s much I don’t remember.   What I do remember, is that at some point during those four hours while I was “out of it,” I could...
The best kept secret of every hospital in America

The best kept secret of every hospital in America...

I want to chime in for just a second on health sciences libraries.  If you’re a nurse employed in an acute care setting, chances are, there’s one within steps of your daily work setting.  They’re often called a hospital’s ‘best kept secret.’  But they shouldn’t be! Every nurse I talk to in this day and age is in a continuous quest for information.  Many are on Magnet journeys and are involved in research...

The Value of a Life...

In a previous educator role, I facilitated diversity trainings. One of the exercises I used was called ‘The Lifeboat.’ You’ve probably seen this – or some variation of it: You’re on a sinking ship with six other people. The lifeboat is only big enough to safely hold four of you. You draw straws to decide who will be the captain of the lifeboat. The captain gets to choose which three to take along on the lifeboat,...

If You Believe They Put a Man on the Moon…...

February 22, 2012 marks the 50th anniversary of the first American astronaut to orbit the earth. John Glenn (who, according to my Dad, is a distant relative) paved the way for space exploration and showed us all that yes, it could be done! Around the earth first – and to the moon next!  There were plenty of naysayers. People couldn’t wrap their minds around the idea of sending man to the moon, but since John Glenn’s...
WakeMed Hospital Book Signing

WakeMed Hospital Book Signing...

WakeMed Hospital in Raleigh, NC, hosted a Nursing Novellas author visit and book signing on December 7th. Education Resource Specialist Becky Stafford, MSN, RN-BC, shares that “We have utilized Lions and Tigers and Nurses as one of the readings in our Nursing Professional Development Book Club Series.  Our staff have found this novella eye-opening as they identified with different characters in the book throughout...

Remembering a Shooting on My Campus...

There’s a lot I don’t remember about January 26, 1995, the day that a man opened fire on a busy downtown street in Chapel Hill, NC.  I don’t remember what I was doing there on Franklin Street, which hugs the campus of UNC-Chapel Hill.  Back then, it was a great place to find some new tunes from a used CD store, grab a bite to eat between classes, or pick up stamps from the post office, as e-mail was not as widely...

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