Not long ago, I was asked a question that surprised me. My answer changed the way I think of relationships, work and life. Maybe it will do the same for you. Read the rest of this entry »
Have you ever had a day when you felt discouraged about your nursing job? I have. In fact, today is one of them. I have the day off from work. I should be enjoying it, but I’m not. Instead, I am brooding over the last few days of work. Nothing seemed to go right. But I’ll be feeling better in a little while, and I’ll tell you why. I know if I follow certain strategies I’ve developed over the years, I can change how I am feeling. Then I will enjoy the day. Try them. They might just help you, too. Here they are: Read the rest of this entry »
One day when my oldest son was a toddler, his grandmother came to the door and asked where he was.
Without hesitation, I replied, “In the woodchuck hole.”
I looked up just in time to see the look of horror on her face. She imagined our son in one of the numerous holes these rodents had made near our vegetable garden. Before she had time to call the child abuse hotline, I took her to the kitchen. There, in the space between the refrigerator and the wall, slept my son. She sighed with relief.
My husband and I don’t remember how we started calling this spot by that unusual name. We do know it was a special place for our son. Sometimes he took refuge there after he had been scolded. At other times, we found him there for no apparent reason. As a little boy, he couldn’t tell us much about why he liked this spot so much. Now that he is older, he explains: ” It was quiet, warm and a place where I could be alone. With the humming sound from the refrigerator, I felt safe. Time in this space helped me cope with anything that was bothering me.” My son was onto something. We all need a place like that, especially nurses who work with sick people and their families. Here are some of my “woodchuck holes.” Read the rest of this entry »