Finding Self-Expression in A Profession of Permission

Nursing is a profession of permission. I had this epiphany when a patient asked me, “Can I have a couple … More

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Miracle On Hoyt Street

If It Fits It Ships photo: jparadisi 2010 Trudging out of an Oregon rainstorm into the Post Office, I found a line of … More

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Random Thoughts: I’m An Artist

As much as I love making images of my heart’s desire as an artist, there’s something to be said for … More

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Close Encounters at Thanksgiving: The Grocery Store

It’s the weekend before Thanksgiving, and I’m grocery shopping. Pushing the cart through throngs of people looking for that special … More

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Shift Observations: On Luer Locks, Voting, Taxes, and Thanksgiving

While tightening a Luer lock connector to its mate after starting an IV, I curse myself once again for not playing … More

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Velcome to My FrankenMess: When Art & Food Go Awry

Welcome to my FrankenMess. For Halloween, I tried dipping pretzel sticks into melted icing to make them look like candy … More

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I Wish I’d Said It

There’s zero correlation between being the best talker and having the best ideas. Susan Cain

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Hello, 911? My Coffee Maker Broke

It was a crisis that will never make the morning news: our coffee maker died suddenly, without a gasp. The … More

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The Hostess With The Mostest

It was a Saturday, my weekend “on” at the infusion clinic. Weekends are hit or miss: only a few patients needing … More

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You’re a Nurse. Don’t You Have to Do What The Doctor Says?

“You’re a nurse. Don’t you have to do what the doctor says?” I check my iPhone to be sure the … More

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