tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83819685194992737822024-03-05T07:42:58.831-08:00Words Behind MomentsAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18244045827997654183noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381968519499273782.post-9777065903835643812016-03-02T16:07:00.002-08:002016-03-02T16:11:31.702-08:00Publication Announcement: MEDSURG Nursing When I worked at the Mayo Clinic in Rochester I had the amazing opportunity to work with a group of nurses and doctors who strove to create the best patient and workplace experience possible by creating a solid foundation of teamwork and communication. This month, MEDSURG Nursing published our article about this committee.<br />
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I'm so grateful to have worked with such a talented group of nurses and physicians. I have been so lucky in my nursing career to have the opportunity to work at such encouraging and supportive healthcare systems like the <a href="http://www.mayoclinic.org/">Mayo Clinic</a> and <a href="https://stanfordhealthcare.org/">Stanford Healthcare</a>!<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18244045827997654183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381968519499273782.post-65374408554228503262015-04-16T10:23:00.002-07:002015-04-16T10:24:35.876-07:00Personal Essay Publication: American Journal of Nursing<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">I've always struggled with what to say to patients during critical moments. Here's the link to my personal essay about it, published this month by the American Journal of Nursing, titled "Am I Going to be Okay?" </span><br />
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Last week I drove from Minnesota to California, and one of the highlights of my road trip was spending a night at the infamous Stanley Hotel, the inspiration behind Stephen King's "The Shining." You can read about King's own visit <a href="http://www.stephenking.com/library/novel/shining_the_inspiration.html">here.</a><br />
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Although I am a fan of scary stories, I am pretty wimpy in real life, so I was a little nervous about attending the hotel's nightly ghost tour. But who can turn down an opportunity like that? Overall it was incredibly spooky and great fun. I won't spoil the details for those of you who plan on visiting someday.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18244045827997654183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381968519499273782.post-79780918519409787982013-07-11T10:17:00.001-07:002013-07-11T10:17:54.036-07:00 "Sundowners" Publication Announcement<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;">So excited to announce that my poem "Sundowners" was accepted for publication this morning!!! Looking forward to seeing it in print this October! </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;" /><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="line-height: 17px;">This poem came to me in the middle of the night while I was working at the hospital, shortly after I'd visited my grandmother with dementia. I had been contemplating her journey and how it was different from so many of my patients. I quickly wrote the poem down on a sticky note (I frequently "lose" poems if I don't put them to paper immediately, which has caused many puddles on my bathroom floor since most of my inspiration occurs in the shower!). I shoved the poem in my pocket and didn't think about it again until laundry day. When I found the sticky again, I typed it up and sent it off to a lit journal. </span></span></span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18244045827997654183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381968519499273782.post-32572473336394251452013-05-25T12:39:00.002-07:002013-05-25T12:39:38.979-07:00Walk/Flowers/Memory<br />"We were together. I forget the rest." - Walt Whitman<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18244045827997654183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381968519499273782.post-71720608697145663872013-05-21T18:55:00.000-07:002013-05-21T18:55:27.896-07:00Whenever my favorite authors publish a new book...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18244045827997654183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381968519499273782.post-86032114223615368432013-05-20T19:45:00.001-07:002013-05-20T19:48:48.954-07:00Dr. James Levine's True Story Behind "The Blue Notebook"<br />
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This past Saturday I had the privilege of volunteering
at the “Breaking the Chains of Modern Day Slavery” event as part of my role as
a community educator. During this event I was able to hear Dr. James Levine,
author of the riveting novel “The Blue Notebook”, talk about modern day sexual
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Dr. Levine’s book chronicles the life of Batuk, a
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fact, it was one of the books that inspired me to become a human rights
advocate. After I finished the last page, I quickly googled Dr. Levine, completely
intrigued by this story and wondering what his personal inspiration was behind
his novel. I was surprised and delighted to see that we worked for the same
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is kind of hilariously unsettling when the voice you’ve assigned to someone
completely doesn’t match at all what you’ve imagined. Secondly, Dr. Levine is
not dark and broody like I’d pictured from his book, but quite humorous and
hopeful in his delivery of his experiences. If you get the chance to meet Dr.
Levine or hear him speak about “The Blue Notebook”, take it. You won’t be disappointed.
Unfortunately because I was manning a booth for Mission21, I didn’t get a
chance to speak to Dr. Levine or get my book signed. But I’m confident our
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18244045827997654183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381968519499273782.post-47207022125540762042013-05-15T20:27:00.000-07:002013-05-15T20:27:17.982-07:00Meeting Mary Roach at "Rochester Reads"Mary Roach was May's "Rochester Reads" (a community building 'book club' for the city) for her work "Packing for Mars: The Curious Science of Life in the Void." She was as great in person as her voice comes across in her books--funny, informative, and very personable!<br />
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I chatted with Mary briefly about "Stiff: The Curious Lives of Cadavers," which is one of my favorite reads this year. As a nurse, I found this book especially compelling. The body is absolutely amazing--but just a pile of water and skin when it really comes down to it. It's truly the person inside that matters--not the shell we all present to the world. You can read my goodreads review <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/32145.Stiff?ac=1">here</a> if you're interested!<br />
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"Death. It doesn't have to be boring."<br />
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sometimes, a moment settled and hovered and remained for much more than a
moment. And sound stopped and movement stopped for much, much more than a
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18244045827997654183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381968519499273782.post-60428642953794317892013-05-12T22:41:00.003-07:002013-05-12T22:41:36.762-07:00Tim O'Brien<br />
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of course, a true war story is never about war. It's about sunlight. It's about
the special way that dawn spreads out on a river when you know you must cross
the river and march into the mountains and do things you are afraid to do. It's
about love and memory. It's about sorrow. It's about sisters who never write
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much?" - and when the answer comes - "With my whole heart" - we
then wonder about the wholeness of a fickle heart.) Our lovers, our husbands,
our wives, our fathers, our gods - they are all beyond us.”<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span></span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18244045827997654183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381968519499273782.post-27471339948007911522013-05-12T14:56:00.000-07:002013-05-12T14:56:47.535-07:00For each day to have a new and different sun...<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">“So many people live within unhappy circumstances and yet will not take the initiative to change their situation because they are conditioned to a life of security, conformity, and conservatism, all of which may appear to give one peace of mind, but in reality nothing is more dangerous to the adventurous spirit within a man than a secure future. The very basic core of a man’s living spirit is his passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.” </span><br />
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