The cottage is being valued today as part of my bid in taking over the mortgage .
I only have a helpful window of Our Representative will be with you between 8 am and 2 pm
The cottage is in readiness
I have enjoyed my first week at the hospice.
It's nice joining a team again.
I have been reminded so much of my Spinal Injury days where the staff were incredibly intuitive and psychologically grounded when it came to patient care.
In the hospice , as you would expect, it's all about pragmatic nursing balanced with that psychological care.
I have found the medical input relaxed, comprehensive and client centred.
As the new "boy" with very little palliative care experience, I'm pretty much playing the " teach me " game, which I am very happy to do.
I love the soaking up of information , even though I have gone home with a headache every night and I wonder what they think of me after all I'm not a gauche wall flower of a character.
Last night was a case in point
At the nurses station there was some discussion about bringing dogs into the hospice.
Several of the nurses had already seen Mary when I called in to collect my uniforms and the conversation meandered into a chat about the merits of certain breeds
" What do you think of Dachshunds ?" Jo the nurse asked as I got up to complete a drug pump check
" I don't like them" I told her " They can't walk upstairs with an erection!!!!!"
I only have a helpful window of Our Representative will be with you between 8 am and 2 pm
The cottage is in readiness
I have enjoyed my first week at the hospice.
It's nice joining a team again.
I have been reminded so much of my Spinal Injury days where the staff were incredibly intuitive and psychologically grounded when it came to patient care.
In the hospice , as you would expect, it's all about pragmatic nursing balanced with that psychological care.
I have found the medical input relaxed, comprehensive and client centred.
As the new "boy" with very little palliative care experience, I'm pretty much playing the " teach me " game, which I am very happy to do.
I love the soaking up of information , even though I have gone home with a headache every night and I wonder what they think of me after all I'm not a gauche wall flower of a character.
Last night was a case in point
At the nurses station there was some discussion about bringing dogs into the hospice.
Several of the nurses had already seen Mary when I called in to collect my uniforms and the conversation meandered into a chat about the merits of certain breeds
" What do you think of Dachshunds ?" Jo the nurse asked as I got up to complete a drug pump check
" I don't like them" I told her " They can't walk upstairs with an erection!!!!!"
Talk about a cliffhanger, more like a cock cruncher. How did that pearl of wisdom go down? Well, I expect.
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Perhaps you should demonstrate to your hospice work colleagues that your escalation of staircases is not similarly hindered.
ReplyDeleteBy the way your claim that you are not a "gauche wall flower of a character" is utterly untruthful.
With two dogs and a cat a lot could happen between 8 and 2. Hope nothing does. xx
ReplyDeleteHeard a poem to that effect last week. Apparently they can but backwards!
ReplyDeleteOh the visual.
ReplyDeleteI should imagine they have to careful of a lot of things with their little tummies and other bits being so close to the ground!
ReplyDeleteDACHSHUNDS WITH ERECTIONS CAN'T CLIMB STAIRS
ReplyDeleteby Les Barker.
Each night she's on the balcony
He loves her from afar
His soft, sad eyes are hypnotised
She shines down like a star.
His heart will break forever
His kind can't have affairs
For Dachshunds with erections...
Can't climb stairs.
His home's a humble bungalow
And hers a penthouse flat
He cannot go where she can go
And that, they say, is that.
He never can be near her
Although she knows he cares
For Dachshunds with erections...
Can't climb stairs.
You want to win a woman?
Just be cool... be aloof
The dog who doesn't hit the stairs
Can make it to the roof.
The dog who doesn't care
Will be the dog who wins the day
You'll never get to heaven...
With your chopper in the way.
The spirit soars, the body falls
And heavy lies the heart
That cries out with the pain of love
Be still my broken part.
How painful is the passion
And painful the repairs
For Dachshunds with erections
Can't climb stairs.
Now I know where I got the idea from, I must of heard this poem
DeleteThat photo is worth a thousand words. Even though Moaning Mavis’ poem almost doesn’t need visuals.
ReplyDeleteAnd it seems that everything is settling nicely. Glad to hear that.
XoXo
But do you like female Dachshunds?
ReplyDeleteGood to have a job where you are fitting in and learning as well.
ReplyDeleteGood poem for a chuckle!
Disingenuous John. I expect you know full well how to care for the dying and while you may be learning some things, I don't think there is too much that you don't know already.
ReplyDeletegood luck today!
ReplyDeleteOk, I’d never heard that one.
ReplyDeleteI hope you get what you wish for John.If I am ever a patient in a hospice I should like you to help care of me.Today I too am awaiting a visit- a house checker for a possible new doggy addition.My darling lily has already flung the arranged throws and cushions and plonked herself on top of the mess,problem is the upholstery underneath is a mess x
ReplyDeletePoor little things... If they walk through a puddle more than 2" deep, they're in up to their armpits!
ReplyDeleteThey DO look adorable posing on stairs, though!
ReplyDeleteGood luck today, John. Sounds like a formality at this point, right? Welcome to 'home-owning'.
ReplyDeleteMercy! I almost inhaled my coffee rather than swallow. Will have to remember to put the coffee down before reading your blog posts and the comments. Oh, yes.
ReplyDeleteWishing you well on the appraisal.
Hugs!
Oh, that poem, LOL!
ReplyDeleteWhen my mother was in the active dying process, we were all with her. It had been hours and hours but she hung on. I held her hand for the longest time and finally my sister, a nurse, mentioned that I might let go of her hand. She died soon after. I didn't want her to think she was alone but my sister knew that the stimulus might have been what kept her here. She knew, intuitively. when her final moments were very near...things the rest of us did not notice at all.
ReplyDeleteFor a second I thought you lost your marbles when I say that picture, very funny thing for you to say. I remember a friend commenting about her brother's new male great Dane, she said "I think he should train it to wear underwear or at least a jockstrap"!
ReplyDeleteStairway to doggie heaven.
ReplyDeleteenjoyed a wee giggle at that lol
ReplyDeleteI can see that.
ReplyDeleteGlad you enjoyed your first week on the job with you sense of humor intact John, hope the cottage gets a fair evaluation.
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Oh thanks to Manning Mavis for the poem. That one might be worth memorizing.
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