October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month, and I have breast cancer. The country is fully pinked out in support of breast cancer screening and research, and though I know all the pink is meant to make me feel good, to tell me that the entire country has my back, I actually find it profoundly alienating. Pink is not a serious color, though cancer is a very serious disease. Pink is about femininity; cancer is about staying alive.
“The conversation between doctor and patient… should be viewed as the single most important tool of medical care,” Danielle Ofri says at the end of her new book, What Patients Say, What Doctors Hear (Beacon Press, 2017). I find her conclusion gratifying, since nurses are trained in the importance of talking with and listening to patients (full disclosure: Ofri quotes me on this topic). In contrast, physicians are trained more in a “chief complaint–solution” model, so conversations often turn into physician monologues. While this is understandable, Ofri says, for the sake of high-quality patient care, it must change.
With the American Health Care Act headed to the Senate — and possibly President Trump’s desk — it’s important to step back from the debate over the bill’s details and recognize two essential truths about American health care.
The contrast between 'choice' for a woman, and 'murder' of a fetus, allows abortion foes to claim moral high ground. It is a false premise.
Nurse burnout won’t go away until the industry changes. But in the meantime, mindfulness can help nurses prioritize their well-being.
Sheryl Sandberg is the chief operating officer of Facebook, and her book Lean In: Women, Work, and the Will to Lead (Knopf, 2013) has become a manifesto of sorts for women who want to succeed in business.
The best way to appreciate nurses during Nurses Week is to support legislation that would help them better care for their patients.
A FRIEND was recently hospitalized after a bicycle accident. At one point a nursing student, together with a more senior nurse, rolled a computer on wheels into the room and asked my friend to rate her pain on a scale of 1 to 10.
She mumbled, “4 to 5.” The student put 5 into the computer — and then they left, without further inquiring about, or relieving, my friend’s pain.
American Journal of Nursing - What I'm Reading: Unforgettable: At the End of Life, Knowing What's Vital
Scott Simon, the NPR journalist and commentator, made news in the world of social media when he tweeted the details of his charming, theatrical mother's final days, which were spent in a Chicago ICU. His latest book, Unforgettable: A Son, a Mother, and the Lessons of a Lifetime (Flatiron Books, 2015), expands on those tweets, and it's a pleasure to get the full story, especially since Simon is a big fan of nurses. His mother, Patricia Lyons Simon Newman Gelbin, was a gem of a human being, and her larger presence in the book makes their story, well, unforgettable.
“Death and Transfiguration,” a 25-minute tone poem by Richard Strauss, is the type of entertainment I’ve tried to avoid since becoming a hospice nurse. I worry it will make me feel the job too deeply in my time off. But this performance was by the Pittsburgh Youth Symphony, in which my son plays first violin, so we went.