Silly Rabbit.....
I hope everyone had a wonderful Easter. Yes, I realize I am late in saying this, but the sentiment is still the same.
I myself wasn't visited by the Trent Bunny, but that's okay. I'll just have to find my colored eggs somewhere else. Hee. Actually, this is the first year I didn't color eggs, I did however make deviled eggs.
And I'm hit with Spring Fever. Vacation is only two more days away, and trust me, it's the slowest two days of my life. : /
Today we had our monthly staff meeting, and throughout the whole morning I felt like I had been injected by some mystical sleep serum. My eyelids didn't want to stay open, and I had to keep pinching the hell out of my hand to keep myself semi-alert. I pictured words coming out of the guest speaker's mouth - filling the entire room. I kept imagining her words being pasted onto the wall, the print getting smaller and smaller. I had to stop thinking about it - I felt suffocated. She would not shut up. Even now her monotone voice is stuck in my head.
The meeting itself was pretty useless - basically about teens and keeping their visits confidential. Not to mention that if they are having sex with someone older than 18, we aren't necessarily to report it. It's up to the facility's discretion. WTF? Um, statutory rape? And we don't have to "necessarily" report it? I'm all about confidentiality, but there are a lot of stupid people out there. What if there's a case where abuse might be an issue? Should we keep quiet because of patient rights and confidentiality? A rape case where the patient is too humiliated to speak up? Yes, I understand privacy, but where do we draw the line? Should we really keep mum when people are hurting and/or confused and laws are broken just because we don't want to step on someone's toes? What's the limit? How much is too far?
I myself wasn't visited by the Trent Bunny, but that's okay. I'll just have to find my colored eggs somewhere else. Hee. Actually, this is the first year I didn't color eggs, I did however make deviled eggs.
And I'm hit with Spring Fever. Vacation is only two more days away, and trust me, it's the slowest two days of my life. : /
Today we had our monthly staff meeting, and throughout the whole morning I felt like I had been injected by some mystical sleep serum. My eyelids didn't want to stay open, and I had to keep pinching the hell out of my hand to keep myself semi-alert. I pictured words coming out of the guest speaker's mouth - filling the entire room. I kept imagining her words being pasted onto the wall, the print getting smaller and smaller. I had to stop thinking about it - I felt suffocated. She would not shut up. Even now her monotone voice is stuck in my head.
The meeting itself was pretty useless - basically about teens and keeping their visits confidential. Not to mention that if they are having sex with someone older than 18, we aren't necessarily to report it. It's up to the facility's discretion. WTF? Um, statutory rape? And we don't have to "necessarily" report it? I'm all about confidentiality, but there are a lot of stupid people out there. What if there's a case where abuse might be an issue? Should we keep quiet because of patient rights and confidentiality? A rape case where the patient is too humiliated to speak up? Yes, I understand privacy, but where do we draw the line? Should we really keep mum when people are hurting and/or confused and laws are broken just because we don't want to step on someone's toes? What's the limit? How much is too far?
