So more about that meeting yesterday...
Ever since I decided to give up my position as one of the night shift team leaders, I haven't been involving myself with leadership matters. I just wanted to concentrate on my nursing care.
All that was well and good, except for the fact that almost no nurses from night shift were attending the various committee meetings, because they are always scheduled on day shift, and most of us on nights just don't get along with the day folks (especially our charge staff).
I decided to attend yesterday's meeting only as a passive observer, so that I could take notes and pass the information (or DIS-information, as it were) on to my fellow night shift workers. I didn't even plan on talking.
Unfortunately, God hardened my heart. That, in tandem with my infamous temper and my tendency toward drama, had me doing an awful lot of loud speaking at this meeting.
You'd think they would just ignore me and plod along on their mindless venture into nursing oblivion, with their stupid ideas and ineffective leadership. Again, God granted me the burden of incisive intellect, a flair for vocabulary, an intuitive sense of argument (classically trained and firmly grounded in a liberal arts education), and an annoying love of conflict with my chain of command.
They want me to work on re-instituting those old-fashioned Problem Lists, the ones where nurses write down the medical diagnoses, and what the physicians and nurses and ancillary staff (social workers, PT, OT, etc.) are doing about these problems. I didn't really MEAN to make it a serious thing. It just BLURTED out. I couldn't help myself. They were not even interested in the fact that these Problem Lists have been practically outlawed by NANDA, because someone from the ANA decided we nurses had to do something totally different than what the physicians do, and so we came up with a book-full of Nursing Diagnoses (a good exercise for new nurses, but really, what the hell are we doing if it's not ordered by a physician?)
I told them I just wouldn't do it. I would not come up with yet another document, and yet another way to mess up the (already messed up) change of shift.
I mean, I just couldn't believe it. The loudest dissenting voice in the room is asked to come up with a form and institute some education. The one guy who thinks --aloud -- that everyone else in the room (charge staff, that is) is STUPID. I was dumbfounded.
Idiots!
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