tales from your favorite (I hope!) wandering RN

Thursday, December 27, 2007

Peace Hill

How great is this?

So Margo and I had brunch at one of the shopping areas once we got to St. John. Our waiter saw us looking at a map and gave us the scoop on how to spend a day on St. John. One must-see he mentioned was a place (not on the map) called Peace Hill. This was such a great adventure because we really didn't know what to expect. We just had to follow trails and trust that it would lead somewhere nice. And that's what we did, with some laughs along the way.

First we had to find the place. Yikes. Directions from the local (very typical, by the way): You might have passed it. Did you see the small mirror on the stick? (Why no, I didn't happen to catch that...) Well, go out this way and you'll eventually pass a rock and then the mirror. Then you'll see the small place to park your car and that's Peace Hill. Amazing. We eventually did find Peace Hill, the mirror remains undiscovered.

We park and see a few cars there, but no people. We start up a little path, which eventually leads us to this round ruin of a building you see below.




We have a fun time exploring the building, which is a wonderfully unique spot for portraits (as you can hopefully see, although the subject here is certainly not America's next top model!).









It also provides a fabulous view of some of the British Virgin Islands, as also seen below.





Now, we pass through the building to the other side and there is at least waist-high grass all around with some beaten-down paths. We try all of these paths and they lead to steep drop-offs. Yours truly gets frustrated, especially after an unpleasant encounter with something we dubbed "the prickly bush," knowing that there must be something else here besides the building. And why are there all these paths if they lead nowhere? Where are the people who have their cars parked by ours? Burning questions, all. Story to be continued on next post...

Some Beaches on St. John

Here are some of the beaches along the path of our St. John adventure, hopefully labeled correctly...


Trunk Bay




This is Cinnamon Bay, if you turn your head sideways... :)




This is Maho Bay...




Cinnamon Bay has a campground and I really hope to stay there before I have to leave USVI. I met a nice couple the other night who have camped there several times and say it is a must. I'll keep you updated...

St. John


I had been getting increasingly embarassed and then downright ashamed by the fact that I have been in St. Thomas for more than a month and still hadn't been to St. John. I was finally able to redeem myself this past Sunday as Margo and I took the 15 minute ferry ride over to the lovely St. John. St. John is actually visible from where I live. It's the smallest of the three USVI and most of the island (I think maybe 2/3) is national park land.

Everyone had been telling me that I had to go, that I would really love it, and they were right. It is great. Margo and I explored the western half of the island and are anxious to go back to see some more. We had a lovely time. We visited the most famous beaches, went to a great little place called Peace Point, shopped a bit (I got a great necklace & earrings), had a nice dinner, and overall just enjoyed a great day of exploration. Thankfully, I got some really great pictures, so I hope you enjoy them. This will be several posts...

Merry Christmas!!

Merry Christmas, everyone! I hope that you all had and are having wonderful holidays. Thank you all very much for your warm holiday wishes via email, snail mail, phone, text, esp, etc. No sky-writing, though, I'm a little disappointed. :( Maybe next year.

Christmas was quiet in St. Thomas. Of course I had to work, and there were hardly any patients in the hospital. Our unit had 6 patients and 3 nurses. So, I got floated to the ICU where I could be of a little bit more help (stress on the little, there). One of these nights we had 6 patients, 3 nurses, 2 CNAs, and 1 unit secretary. The staff equalled the number of patients! Bizarre, but believe me I'm not complaining!! It's been nice to have some quiet nights.

It's been really difficult to remember that it was Christmas since it just isn't commercialized here like it is back home, and I'm not part of a network of people that are focused on the holiday, making plans, buying gifts, baking, etc. That's probably just what I needed this year, so I guess it has worked out well.

The only other happenings in USVI are that Margo and I went to St. John's the other day. I got some great pictures that I will post tonight.

Thanks everyone for continuing to check on me and I'm so glad to hear reports that you are enjoying the blog. Lots of love to you all. I miss you!

Thursday, December 20, 2007

You got anything with rum?

Mmm, mmm, rum. It’s certainly abundant here in the Caribbean. And it goes good with everything, especially since they have specialty flavored rums (banana, orange, raspberry, black cherry, pineapple, and more). It’s like mother’s milk to me now. It’s great for (uh, with) breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Check it out.

Stop by Picasso’s on the way home from work for a bagel with cream cheese. What’s that? Banana rum in pineapple juice? Sure, I’d love some. I’ll take it to go, by the way, which still blows my mind.

Veggie sub at subway for lunch. Missing something... Walk over to Duffy’s. What would I like? You got anything with rum? Rum punch? Perfect.

It’s dinner time, and I need something a little bubbly. How about raspberry rum with 7-up? Now you’re talking.

Oh, and don’t forget dessert. Always the best part. Bushwhacker, please!

More White Bay

And here's the rest of the story...

And here's the Beach at White Bay. The way it works is that the boat comes near the shore and gets tied to the shore. Then, you just jump out of the boat into the water and swim to shore. How cool is that!?!









Once on shore, one can enjoy a tasty beverage (such as rum punch or a pain killer) or grab a bite to eat at the various bars and restaurants there. As you can tell, the beach isn't too crowded as it's not really a big tourist spot, which was definitely a plus.






One of the best moments of the day was watching the sky and water at sunset. This has to be my favorite picture since arriving here. Hope you enjoy it.

White Bay 2

Speaking of White Bay, I realized that I still haven't provided you with the pictures. Let me try again. Blogger is giving me grief so I am doing it in parts. Bear with me...

My favorite outing so far was this trip to the British Virgin Islands. We took a water taxi over to Jost Van Dyke in BVI, which took about 20 minutes. Here's a picture of our trusty ride.





Along the way, we saw a great ship that looked like an old-style pirate ship. When we were heading toward the island, the ship was out on the water with its sails up. As we were sitting on the beach, we noticed the ship pull up, but its sails were down. At least I got to get a picture for you!





To be continued...

Good news!

Guess what! I am finally getting a tan.

I was working about two weeks ago and a patient asked me how long I've been here. "Almost 3 weeks," I answered. She looked me up and down, scrunched her face in a disapproving manner, and declared, "Well, you obviously haven't been to the beach yet." Yikes! (I've noticed that locals are not too shy about giving opinions and telling you what to do.)

So, I went to White Bay the next day (nearly two weeks ago now) and started the process of getting a tan. It was a good start, but still not satisfactory. I made some more progress the other day and am getting closer to fitting in around here. I will try to get some photographic evidence and keep you updated....

Greetings, greetings...

How are you? It's a simple question, but folks here have some creative answers. Here are some of my favorites:

"Better now that I be seeing you."
"God is good."
"Better every day."

And I continue to be amused at the insistence of the proper "good morning," "good afternoon," and "good night." The operator at the hospital answers the phone, "This is the operator. Good night." Too cute.

Saturday, December 15, 2007

To the left, to the left…

Sing it Beyonce! I love it when this song comes on the car radio. Not only is it a great pick-me-up, but it gives me that all-important island reminder to “keep left” while driving. “To the left, to the left” I sing as I truck along.

Let’s take a moment to discuss the auto aspects of island life…

What a mess! Yes, one must drive on the left side of the road. But since the driver and steering wheel are on the same side as in the mainland, there’s no circumstantial reminder of this. Just the occasional side on the side of the road – “Keep Left.” Initially this required a great deal of concentration. It took nearly two weeks before I felt comfortable enough to adjust the radio station while driving. The hardest part for me was the mental gymnastics of making a right-hand turn: I kept fearing that a car would come along behind me and crash into my passenger side as I was turning, but of course this wouldn’t happen because the traffic is coming at me, not behind me. My brain really struggled with this one, but I’m happy to say that driving on the left now feels natural to me. In fact, sometimes when I am driving along and there’s no other traffic, there’s a mischievous part of me that wants to cross over to the right side of the road just to see what it feels like. So rebellious. I will admit that I do still have slip-ups and fall back into old habits. The other day I was tired and driving around a parking lot-type area searching for a space when I looked up to find a truck coming right at me. Totally calm, I think, “Huh.? That’s strange. That truck is coming right at me… Oh, yeah… I need to be on the other side of the road! Oops!” I was embarrassed. I hadn’t done that in a so long. Crazy tourist.

But all that left/right stuff doesn’t tell the whole story at all. Apparently, everyone feels entitled to the road. Driving along one will find chickens or maybe a goat or two occupying a little chunk of your lane. A lot of people are on foot, so drivers have to be especially careful of those walking on the “side” of the road. That’s okay, but I’ve frequently seen someone standing in the middle of the road for reasons I fail to understand. They aren’t crossing the road, mind you, just standing there. And these drivers absolutely do not obey the center line marker at all. At all! You have all that space over there, buddy, use it! This side is MINE! My favorite, though, is the bull. Yes, that’s right, the bull. He’s beautiful (I’ll post a picture when I can get one) and he lives somewhere between here and the other resort where the rest of the girls live. He is not fenced or tied and is often seen eating on the side of the road. Sometimes, however, he takes a notion to cross. He’s done this to me twice, of course requiring me to stop, and I swear to you that each time he pauses right in front of my car and turns his head to look at me. If he could speak, it is quite clear that he would then say, “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Then he slowly turns his head back and continues his journey to the other side. Bizarre.

Until listening to a discussion of such matters last night, I thought that there was no such thing as a traffic violation on this island. The speed limits are posted, but as far as I can tell they don’t mean anything and I’ve never seen someone pulled over for speeding. People will park anywhere, seemingly without fear of punishment. They will cross over the solid middle line to pass cars who are already speeding (mind you, the highest speed limit I’ve seen is 35). And it’s not even illegal to have an open alcohol container in the car. When leaving the bar they’ll ask if you want one for the road! Yikes! But, guess what. There is one violation that does exist and is strictly enforced. No cell phones while driving. Go figure. And during the discussion last night I learned that if one irritates the police officer giving you a ticket, then you are sure to walk away with not one ticket, but 3 or 4 or 5… And further, you will keep getting them until you go to the police station and apologize.

This is, in fact, a different place.

Thursday, December 13, 2007

Love Shack, Baby!!


Welcome to Duffy’s Love Shack! This is such a great find. One of my patients recommended it to me, but everyone knows it is a great place to hang out. They play fun music, people dance if they want, they have very good food at reasonable prices, and it’s just a relaxing place where everyone is or feels like they are on vacation. Mondays are crab legs (yuck for me, but Beatrice and Margo think it’s the best). Tuesdays are taco night, which includes getting (for free!!) an upside down margarita (or two or three depending on how nicely you ask the bartender). Wednesday is ladies night, where women drink free after 9PM until close (2AM). Don’t know what is special about the other nights, but it’s great anytime.




Now here’s a great business idea – the specialty drinks come in specialty glasses. You get to keep the glass and if you bring the glass back with you, then you get a refill price on your drink. Genius! The customer gets to feel like a part of something and is more likely to frequent the place since they get the drinks cheaper. People will try different drinks just to get the different glasses. So jump on a plane and join me for a drink and some awesome guacamole. Ask Kevin to make you a bushwhacker and you won’t be disappointed (5 kinds of alcohol combine to taste like a chocolate milkshake – dangerous, but oh so tasty).

Dec 13 Update

Good evening! I am in for another night shift tonight. And, as I am unable to sleep, I figured that I would go ahead and get up and finally write out one of the many blog posts I have been writing in my head. I do this while I feast on a lovely dinner of frozen pasta and a bagel. Yum. Tomorrow is a big celebratory day for St. Thomas and our unit supervisor gave Margo & I off to enjoy the festivities. I am still unclear what all is involved (it is very hard to get any clear answers around here), but there will be much merriment on main street. (Just try to come and find anything that actually says “main street.”) I was told long ago to hold off on buying any jewelry until the 14th because all the shops on “main street” will have jewelry on sale for the event. All of this is somehow related to Christmas. What I do know for “sure” is that there will be a lighted boat parade – boats decorated for Christmas parade through the dock for all to see. I am afraid that the weather must greatly improve for this to transpire. We are feeling the effects of nasty Olga, who just had to strike now. I think I heard that she’s one of only 10 named storms in December on record since they started keeping track. Ugh. Anyway, I will keep you posted on the fun times tomorrow (I think it might be called Main Street Magic or something like that). Until then, here is a post for your reading pleasure…

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Meet the girls

These are the lovely ladies that keep me company here in the islands. They are a great group and we really look out for each other. Whenever you hear me talk about the girls, this is usually who I am referring to. Diane is in the left front & she is from Michigan. Behind her is Margo, from Alabama. And beside me is Beatrice, who is Haitian but has lived in Ohio for the past several years. This was taken at one of our favorite hang-outs, Duffy's, which I will talk about more later. For now, gotta go pick up the girls and get to work!!



Beautiful view

Hi, folks! I hope that you are all doing well. I am still having my ups & downs and that combined with technical difficulties has helped keep me offline to blog. I have just a couple minutes before heading off to work, so I wanted to at least treat you to this, my favorite picture so far. It was taken on my wonderful trip to White Bay this past Friday. Hope that you enjoy. I will be in touch again soon. Thanks for your patience.



Sunday, December 9, 2007

White Bay

Sorry guys, I am having trouble getting the pictures to post. Will work on it again tomorrow. Stay tuned, they're worth the wait!

Hello out there!!

Hi, everyone!! I hope that you are all doing well. I've heard from many of you about snow back on the mainland. The cold may be annoying, but I am sure that the snow is pretty. If it is any consolation, it is pouring down rain right now. Yes, it will only last about 5 minutes and then the sun will come back and yes, it is really neat to see the rain falling on the water, and yes, the rain does help cool things down. But still... :)

It was a pretty good week. I worked a bit and had one really bad night and one decent night. I am now in the middle of enjoying 4 days off. Yeah!! I had an absolutely wonderful time on an outing Friday to White Bay on Jost Van Dyke in the British Virgin Islands. More about that in the next post. Unfortunately, a black cloud found its way into my life upon my return, but I'm hoping that I can shake it soon. Well, let me get to posting some pictures for you...

Monday, December 3, 2007

What a maroon!

I'm such a silly girl! One of the reasons why I wanted to do the Thanksgiving PS last week was to show you a picture of Magen's Bay Beach, where I went on Thanksgiving. And, of course, I posted the lizard & the dinner crew pics, but completely left out any mention of my trip to one of the top 10 beaches in the world. What a maroon.

So, welcome to Magen's Bay. This certainly wasn't a bad way to spend some time on Thanksgiving & I hope that you enjoy the pictures!

(Uncle John, you'll notice that I'm in these pics! See, I always do what I'm told. Ha, ha.)





Survival kit

When I was out with the girls last week, facing the hazards of island life, we realized that we needed to rethink the concept of the "survival kit" given our new environment. Back home, we would typically keep a bag in the car with a blanket, flashlight, bottle water, etc. As nurses, we like to be prepared. Here's what we decided our St. Thomas emergency bag (which is, of course, a colorful St. Thomas tote) should contain.

1 - Camera (beautiful sights everywhere!)
2 - Bathing suit & beach towel (you might be surprised at how those beaches can creep up on you when you least expect it)
3 - Sunscreen (very practical, then sun will get you fast down here)
5 - Hospital ID (good for discounts all over town to beaches, shops, etc)

Awesome. What more could a girl in St. Thomas need? I could get used to living like this...

Job update

As I mentioned, I have been working lately. I worked Mon-Wed and then Sat-Sun, all nights (7PM to 7:30AM). For the most part, it was what anyone on 5C would consider incredibly slow (3 RN's and 1-2 CNA's for 8-10 patients on the entire floor which has 21 beds). One of those shifts I think I only had to administer one medication all night. This weekend I only had 3-4 patients and they were easy. I haven't seen any PCA's, epidurals, tube feedings, etc. Patients don't have a lot of meds and they aren't nearly as sick as those at UVa. For example, my "ICU transfer" was well enough to go home and was discharged within 10 hours of being transferred to the floor! This is definitely a welcome break from the pace at UVa. It isn't all gravy, you know (as Maxwell Smart would say) - there was one night where I had 7 patients and it was obviously much busier. The patient census seems to vary so much from day to day so one never knows what to expect.

A couple reflections on the patients. They seem to be very concerned with making sure that I am happy and doing well and enjoying my time in St. Thomas. When I walk in the room to check on them, they quickly answer my questions so that they can get to the part where they ask me how I am doing, how my night is going, what time I get off, where I am staying, how long I have been here, etc. On my first time in the room at the start of my shift, my usual question of "how are you this evening" is often met with the answer "better now that I see you again!" It seems like they would rather chat than talk about their health, which can make assessment difficult, not to mention time-consuming. I am so used to having to run, run, run, and they are forcing me to slow down and take time for the pleasantries. It's definitely a good challenge.

At last, a house guest!

Here's a little insight into how my mind works. Please proceed with caution...

So I walked into my bathroom the other morning to find a “pest” not often encountered in Virginia homes – a tiny baby lizard. A couple inches long, four legs, a tail... you get the picture (at least I hope you do because I neglected to grab the camera).

Ok, time to enter problem-solving mode. Stay calm. What do I do about this? I don’t really want a lizard running around my condo. Where will he show up next? My shoe? My bed? The couch? The table? There are no good possibilities here. How will he get out? For that matter, how did he get in?

Ugh. I don’t see how he can get out. I have to do something. He’s too big to squish with a shoe, yet too small and untrained to be shooed toward the door. Shoe/shoo, that's funny... Trish, stick to the matter at hand. Okay. So he's also way too fast to be trapped in some manner and then let loose outside. Hmm... options are limited. It appears that he must stay. Maybe it won’t be so bad. I’ll see him around from time to time, say hi, keep to myself and hope he keeps to himself. At least he’s small.

Oh, crud. He won’t be small forever. He is going to grow, isn’t he? And by that time I’ll have become attached. Probably even have given him a name. Great. Now I’ll have to take him back to the mainland. What am I going to do with a pet lizard? What if he and Pearl don’t get along? Well, I don’t know, maybe she would like a lizard. I could see them playing in the living room together. Oh how on earth did I get into this mess?

Shoot! Where did he go??

She lives!!

Hello, everyone! I am sorry for the long silence there.

Two problems:
1. I was working - I haven't figured out a way around this yet, but will keep brainstorming, and...
2. I have been a bit blue - Yes, this can happen on a beautiful tropical island. Fear not, though, I am perking up.

Despite these obstacles, I have been continuing to have fun and have been keeping track of my adventures and have plenty to share with you, as you will see.

HUGE thanks to those who have commented on the blog and also to those who wrote or called to check on me and/or request that I get back to blogging! You have helped to drive those blues away.

And so, let the blogging begin!

Sunday, November 25, 2007

A good weekend.

Hi, everyone! Seems like I’ve been a little wordy on my past few entries, so here are a couple pictures to make up for it. These were taken over the weekend, which was a lovely one. I had the whole weekend off, as did a few of my new companions, so we explored the island some and had a great time together. Here is some evidence of the fun. Hope you enjoy!

First, this is another view from my porch. It seems that my front yard is a playground! Incidentally, I am thinking I should try this parasailing thing, but I don't know if I am brave enough. Although, I have already been skydiving, so I would hope that I could handle parasailing.

















Welcome to Coki Beach!! Yes, this does look like heaven, but it is in fact Coki Beach. This beautiful site is really close by. As a matter of fact, I discovered today that it is right across the water from my room. Later I will post a picture of my resort from the Coki Beach side.


Thanksgiving PS

Thanks to Melanie for wishing me well in a comment posted today on the blog. (Thanks, Mel!! Love & miss you too!) It reminded me that I wanted to post a couple pictures from Thanksgiving.

This is the group of traveling nurses that I had dinner with at Molly Malone's, a local Irish restaurant that served an all-you-can-eat Thanksgiving feast with some excellent sweet potatoes. Yum!





And I found this beautiful creature near the restaurant. What a spectacular shade of green!








Saturday, November 24, 2007

Island culture note – Proper Greetings

If you ever have the pleasure of visiting the islands, please note that the locals appreciate proper greetings. People are expected to use “good morning,” “good afternoon,” and “good night” when passing someone. Would you believe that a woman in the hospital, when walking by our group of five orientees, said, “ Good morning, good morning, good morning, good morning, good morning.” Unfortunately, saying hi or hello is not sufficient and can irritate an islander. Along the same lines, when stepping into an elevator it is impolite not to greet others who are also riding in the elevator.

Easy on the alcohol…

Just a word of warning to those of you who may come to visit the islands… Alcohol is cheap here. Local nurses say that the cases of alcohol poisoning they see are folks from the states who drink the same quantities they are used to at home, but don’t realize that a rum & coke, for example, contains a lot more alcohol than they are used to. The fruity tropical drinks are especially “dangerous” because it’s harder to taste the alcohol. So when you come to the islands, go easy on the drinks.

Details, details…


A little later than promised, here are the details on the hospital (pictured above).

The Basics. Schneider Regional Hospital is a government hospital that was opened in 1982 (a mere baby!) and has only had JCAHO accreditation for 5 years. It’s the only hospital on the island, so I’m not sure what they did for medical care beforehand. Patients from St. Croix and St. John’s (the other US Virgin Island islands) come via boat. There is a helicopter pad here, but no helicopter. There are 169 beds including one 8-bed ICU/telemetry unit, an 8 bed pediatric unit, labor & delivery and newborn units, hemodialysis, one medical unit, and one surgical unit. The facility has agreements with Washington Medical Center in DC and the Cleveland Clinic so that the island patients can be transported there in cases of medical necessity. (By comparison, UVa has 572+ beds and employs more than 1800 nurses.)

The Staff. The nurses on the units are primarily travelers (for example, 75% of the ED nurses are travelers). There is clearly a shortage of RN’s, as there is all over the U.S. In addition to hiring travelers, the hospital has tried to solve this problem by using a variety of personnel – LPN’s, CNA’s, and “nursing techs” who are people who have graduated from nursing school but haven’t taken their boards yet. There are seven (I think) unions at the hospital and the nurses are unionized. I have noticed that women really are running the show there. All of the presenters at our orientation were women and they were the directors of this or that department. The medical director is female. Of course, the President/CEO is male. But, he’s rumored to be nice and he knows all of the employees by name (first, middle, and last) and places a priority on being present to his staff. As does the CNO. Teamwork is huge here; we were told that not long ago a pipe burst on a Sunday afternoon flooding the dialysis unit and staff from housekeeping on through the leadership and the CEO himself worked together to mop up the water and get the unit ready to receive patients on Monday. That really impresses me.

Surgical Unit. The surgical unit where I work has 21 beds. I had my first day on the floor on Friday and it was labeled a slow day by the nurses. I would definitely agree; there were only six patients on the floor by the end of the day (plus two more were expected to come up to the floor from PACU). The unit handles “cruise victims” (had to smile at that one) who, in a drunken state, fall and break something, and locals (aka islanders) with their usual ailments (basic surgical needs, wounds, stabbings, broken bones, and much more that I will discover as time goes on). 75% of the population is of African descent and that means lots of hypertension and diabetes. Unfortunately, the hospital does not have a endocrinologist.

Interesting (to me, at least) tidbits.
-Security is huge here! All staff must have their ID in order to report to work. Visiting hours are strictly enforced (11AM-8PM on our unit) and visitors must surrender their driver’s license in order to obtain a pass, which clearly identifies the area of the hospital in which they are allowed to go. If they are visiting patients on two units then they must get one pass, visit the person, then go back and get the pass needed to visit the other. No children under 13 are allowed on the units. All units are locked (except one); staff enters a numeric code to gain entry and visitors must be buzzed in.
-No Smoking! I love it!! Not just inside, but outside either. Technically, they say you must be 50 feet from the facility, but given the landscape there is no real place to set up a smoking area. The joke is that you have to go to the airport if you want to smoke. Patients are told that they are not allowed to smoke and it is enforced. And they accept it! That’s the rule. Bottom line. Oh how this makes so many things easier!!
-Small island. This is a small island where they say everyone knows everyone and news travels fast. (Note that the island is 32 square miles and has about 55,000 inhabitants). When JCAHO came for a surprise visit, the inspector was welcomed on the overhead paging system before she even reached the elevators.
-Computer charting. All charting except meds are done on a Meditech computer system that has been in place for 7 years. I am amazed that they are “almost paperless,” which is more advanced than facilities I have seen. On the other hand, they are also behind in that they do not use computerized systems for physicians to place orders or nurses to chart medications.
-Very few IV pumps. When they taught us in nursing school how to calculate the rate using the drops per minute I thought it was silly and that I would never use it again. Not only do they not use IV pumps, they really don’t see the need to in the vast majority of cases. They do use pumps in the ER, ICU, and Peds. It is also interesting to note that when hospital equipment breaks, it needs to be sent off island for repairs, which can put equipment out of order for a long time.
-Breaks! Yeah! The facility recognizes that healthcare workers need breaks during their 12 hour shifts! We were told during orientation that we were entitled to a half hour lunch break and 2 fifteen minute breaks.
-Pt who are DNR are noted with a unique bracelet to help eliminate confusion in code situations. Seems like a good idea to me.
So, that’s the hospital! Let me know if I didn’t answer any of your questions!

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Island Update

Part of the public transportation system are the "dollar busses" or "safaris" that are trucks/jeeps with covered benches in the back for people to sit on. Big news on the island this evening is that two of them crashed into each other. Have I mentioned how crazy the driving is around here? Most of the injured were passengers from the cruiseships and the Emergency Department was busy, busy, busy! By the way, the past few days we've had 2-4 cruiseships docking in the port here. Everyone says that Thanksgiving week tends to be one of the busiest of the year.

Back to work

Hi, hi! I hope that you are all doing well. Sorry for the long silence – I have actually been working. Can you believe it? I come to this beautiful place and they make me sit inside for hours on end listening to people talk on and on and on about hospital policy. Ugh. :)
A lot of people have been asking me about the hospital and about the job in general. I’m going to break this into two entries – one tonight with a general update and then I will write in the next day or two with more specifics about the hospital for those who might be interested. Let’s start with a picture, though. This is what I should have been doing when I was stuck indoors all that time…




So how’s the job?
The job is fine so far. I have just been on orientation, so it’s not really a true indication of what things will be like once I get on the floor. First of all, let me say that there is a group of nurses in orientation with me who are all traveling and we have banded together into a nice little support network already (more about that later). One lives in my resort and four of them live one mile down the road. Then there are three others scattered about. We are all going out for Thanksgiving. So if any of you were worried about me being alone on the holiday (or was that just me??), you can relax and chow down knowing that I am in the company of my new acquaintances.
Regarding orientation, let’s just say that this is no well-oiled machine. It’s hard (impossible?) to get a clear answer on what the schedule will be from day to day. This is not the place for type A personalities. One has to just relax and go with the flow. The hospital staff have been very nice and I am looking forward to getting to know them better. The food in the cafeteria is good. Apparently, the cafeteria is known in town to be one of the best values, so lots of islanders come there just to eat.
My first day on the floor is Friday, although I got a tour today. It’s a 21 bed surgical unit. I will be on night shift, where they “try to keep 3 nurses” on duty. Before I finished having my panic attack about trying to take care of 7 patients, I was told that “we are hardly ever full. We usually have 13-14 patients.” Amazing. At UVa we are always full & have patients literally waiting at outside hospitals for days for a bed to open up. The patients are all surgical in nature. Except for trauma patients, I don’t think the surgeries are that major (for example, no transplants, no open heart surgeries, etc.). Because we do get trauma patients who are sometimes shooting victims, stab wounds, etc, we are a locked unit. I think it will definitely be a learning experience and I will be sure to let you all know how it goes once I really get started.

Since tomorrow is Thanksgiving, I do want to take a moment to thank you very much for staying in contact. I love the email, texts, and phone calls. I am also so glad that you are checking the blog and I appreciate comments on it. I know I’ve said it before, but I’ll say it again – I am truly blessed to have you in my life. I wish you a very Happy Thanksgiving.

Saturday, November 17, 2007

More Pictures

That's one heck of a big iguana, but I hear tale of larger ones. I'll keep the search going...


Some pretty flowers I found on my way back from Sugar Beach.


The view from my room as night is falling.

And the "mall." A useful find, if not very photogenic.

Saturday in review


Hello again! I am still exploring and trying to settle in. I felt rather guilty about being here since Thursday and not yet going to the beach. So I rectified that situation today by taking the short walk from my room down to Sugar Beach, which is here in Point Pleasant. The water is so beautiful - a clear blue that is just remarkable.


I also went to K Mart (one of few options) to get some household supplies and try to settle in some more. I replaced my "no-beach" guilt with "silly American" guilt as I stopped by the McDonald's for some french fries -- I just couldn't help myself.


I also set up a mailbox! Yeah! Just send me an email if you need/want to know my address. I am starting to feel a little more comfortable here, as some of the faces of those around me are looking familiar and I am learning my way around the streets a little more. I am still not used to driving on the opposite side of the road, but it is getting a little better.


Well, I am going to stop babbling at this point and post some pictures for you. Have a great day! Miss you!!

Friday, November 16, 2007

I'm here!


Hello, everyone! I just want to let you know that I have arrived safely. I am still trying to get settled in, which you can imagine is quite a process. I have lots of things to share, but don't know where to start. For now, I am just going to let you see the view from my room. I arrived in the dark last night and felt rather blue due to loneliness and the general worries about any transition. So, it was nice to get a good night's sleep (rest the brain a bit) and then wake up to this lovely view. I opened the sliding glass door & took this picture of my new front yard. Hope you enjoy!

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Shout out to 5C!

For the past three years I have worked on 5 Central (5C/5W for the first 2 years) at UVa Medical Center. I want to take a moment to thank my friends there who have been so supportive of this adventure. Let’s face it, “Digestive Health” isn’t always the most glamorous line of work, and 5 Central can be a tough place (just grab a chair & ask any of us, we’ll fill your ear with plenty of stories!). But, 5 Central is composed of an amazing group of people who have created a space where I have been able to learn and mature while feeling truly cared for and respected. If you ever have the misfortune of having a digestive illness, I hope that you at least have the great fortune of finding yourself in their care.

Dear 5C,
It was very hard for me to have to say a temporary goodbye, but I know that you understand and I can’t thank you enough for your support. I look forward to seeing you again in February (or sooner if you want to escape from the cold…). I think over time you all learned bits and pieces of my stresses of the past couple years. Even without knowing, you helped to lift me on my dark days. Your smiles, funny stories, warm hugs and kind touches helped bring me back to life. You worried about me when I wasn’t able to worry about myself. In some ways, I guess I understand a bit better how our patients feel when they are in your care and why they sometimes bond so tightly to you (sometimes more than we want, ha ha!).

With a huge grin on my face, I must also thank you for the advice and words of wisdom. Tidbits like, “Men are like buses; don’t worry if you miss one because another will be coming along soon.” :) Some of you had rather interesting/colorful suggestions on how to improve my life, health, and general happiness (special mention here must go to Sue & Cheryl – love you guys!). Thank you.

I guess there was also the occasional work going on as well.
:) On the subject of my professional life, I feel like you have, in a sense, raised me. I came to you as a new grad from UNC, unsure of myself and my surroundings. You have taught me well and supported my professional growth. The nurse that I am today is a reflection of you, and I hope to make you proud. As I go out and about, I will try my best to represent you well.

With love and great thanks,
Trish

Falling?

For the past week or so I have had the precise image in my head that matches my feelings. You know the classic cartoon image of a cat falling through the air? That’s it.

Falling off a high cliff with my arms & legs outstretched, my claws spread out, desperately groping for something to cling to. Eyes wide open in terror, frantically wondering if this is really happening.

This is the unglamorous side of adventure.


Not knowing what else to do, I’m riding it out. But I can’t decide: Do I need to learn to retract the claws & just let it be, or are my feet already on the ground & I just don’t know it?
Advice, opinions, etc welcome.

Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Golf lessons


I am starting to get overly-stressed in handling the details of my upcoming move to the Virgin Islands. I had the pleasure of taking a break from this stress and joining my dear friend, Bob, for an afternoon of golf at Birdwood yesterday (a cool, but beautifully sunny day). This always creates great amusement as I am terrible at the game and Bob is new to the game. I have to have a little "counter" to help keep track of my shots, since I take so darn many. Just slide one bead along the string for each stroke. Once the beads run out (10 strokes), I consider the hole over. On one hole, I gave up trying to hit the ball past a little ravine and found that throwing it proved to be a much more effective strategy...


There was great amusement when we realized that we had gotten off course and had no idea that we were playing on the wrong holes. Shall I mention that it took us 3 holes to figure this out?

"Okay, it's 235 yards to the pin."

"That doesn't look like more than 2 football fields. In fact, it looks like less than one."

"Hmm... It does look short. But, that's what the scorecard says. Maybe they are counting the hills. Maybe they moved the pin. Maybe I'm not a good judge of distance."

Oh no, my dear. You're just on hole 12, not 3! :) Ugh. I hate fueling the stereotype that women don't know how to read maps...


I absolutely love the scenery at Birdwood. It is a beautiful place (as you can see in the picture above) and if you ever get a chance, you should check it out. I would be happy to just sit by the driving range for hours, especially on a spring day. The view of the mountains is spectacular and there is a nice variety of beautiful trees around the grounds. My long-time dream has been to have a nice plot of land with room for a horse and a house of my design. I planned to have weeping willows, and now I know for sure that I must, for it is a most romantic tree. After losing 4 golf balls into a lake and running out of my counting beads on the real hole 3, I decided to perch against the trunk of a weeping willow tree near the green and let Bob finish out the hole. It was so peaceful to rest there on that cool Fall day, with the wind gently brushing the long thin branches into one another and making the most soothing rustling sound. I noticed that the movement of the branches mimicked the wisps of my hair that had fallen out of my braid. Instead of pushing them back, I let them be and enjoyed the serenity of the moment as they tickled my face. I guess that one could draw a lot of lessons from this simple occasion, but here's the one I will go with: sometimes adversity can lead us to a beautiful place. If I didn't lose those golf balls and play so poorly on that hole, I never would have thought to sit down under my weeping willow. I hate to think that I could have missed that moment.

Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Welcome!

Hello! I was going to write that I am about to begin an adventure, but then I realized that I have actually been on an adventure all along. There was a time, not long ago, that I would have found it absolutely absurd that anyone would be interested enough in my little life to want to read about it. It's not the first time I've been wrong...

Now that I have finally matured enough to notice, I have been completely blown away the past couple years by the kindness of those around me. I am constantly amazed and simultaneously humbled at the level of care shown by my friends, family, co-workers, and acquaintances. And now that I am about to (let's say) begin another chapter in the adventure of my life, I find myself receiving lots of requests to stay in touch and keep all of these lovely folks updated.

Let's face it - it does sound like an exciting adventure, as I will be spending the next 3 months in the Virgin Islands as a travel nurse. Not many people have (or feel they have) such an opportunity. But, this trip is hardly the beginning of my adventure. There are so many internal and external changes that have been and continue to take place as I make my way through this life. I feel like I had my life all mapped out on an etch-a-sketch, but thought it was mapped out in concrete. Now that the map has been shaken and has largely disappeared, I have had to begin drawing in a new life. Unfortunately, the "artist" cannot create something out of nothing, and so self-examination becomes a necessary part of the process. All of that is to say that it has been a journey to get to the point where I am ready to go to the Virgin Islands, a trip which I hope will allow me to continue the process of self-discovery and help me to draw in more of my new sketch.

And I must remind everyone that I feel brave enough to leave my comfort zone and embark on this journey because I have finally come to realize that I'm not truly going alone, but rather am supported by a host of loving people. And since I am taking them (you!) all with me in spirit, I want to be sure to let you in on all the aspects of the adventure. The ups and downs, the ordinary and the extraordinary. I hope that this blog will allow me to do that. I sincerely hope that you will post comments as I anticipate that it would bring me great joy. And with that, the adventure continues...