When the Experts Stop Being the Experts

The last entry talked about the aftermath—how the music never swells, and hugs don't always come. There's no curtain call when the truth comes out. Just more fallout.     I want to take a moment to circle back to why this blog started in the first place. Originally, this space was meant to be …

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Delirium…

Credit: Nurse.org   As I lay dying… In my travels, Pax and I (Pax is my service dog) went to visit the gang on the old ward and have coffee and deliver an apple crisp the hubby made to a couple of friends. For real these 2 kept me laughing and held me up when …

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My pain is a 25…

  I need my Dilaudid and turkey sandwich. Working a surgical floor, I have heard this more times than I care to think and usually from a patient who is so snowed, that they are slurring words and barely staying awake.  It is, however, a lot more common than you would think it is. Pain, the fifth …

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