May 2007

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Nurses sometimes tell lies. This is a shocking admission. Lies to patients are bad. Almost always. Lies to families can be different. Not so much out and out lies, more massages of the truth. In adult mental health we tend to be guided by what the patient wants shared. If anything. In older persons nursing different rules seem to apply, particularly with the dementing illnesses.

Here is one version of a conversation:

Daughter: How has my dear frail sweet natured mother been getting on ? Did she sleep well last night ?

Mental Nurse:
Oh fine. She is lovely. A little bit unwilling to go to bed last night, we convinced her in the end though. A little bit out of sorts in the morning, maybe from not getting the best nights sleep possible.

Daughter: That is good. She always was a bit stubborn.

Mental Nurse: She is a strong minded lady.

There is another hidden conversation.

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George (not his real name) was a fairly pleasant sort, though invariably rather disoriented to time and place. Three decades of alcohol abuse together with getting punched in the head a few times had left him with a diagnosis of Korsakoff’s Syndrome and an acquired brain injury. He’d shamble around the ward, generally being no bother to anyone except to occasionally ask where the bus stop was so he could head off to work. This could usually be countered with a spot of basic reality orientation (”You’re in hospital George. You’re here because of your memory problems.”) He would then accept this explanation with a calm “Oh”, and then shamble along on his way. He was always polite, and never aggressive.

But there was the issue that previously, before the Korsakoff’s and the brain injury, he apparently had a conviction for a sex offence.
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We constantly get shoved down our throats the concept of ‘collaborative working’ but do we not mean ‘collaborative’ in a very loose sense of the word. Certainly in my experience, it is only collaborative if the patient agrees with us and our idea of what they should be doing???

Similar to my previous post, we are not collaborative with patients that want to have the freedom to smoke, we are not collaborative with those clients who want to sleep all day and wake at night, we don’t tend to be accommodating and collaborative with patients who like to sleep until midday, as it doesn’t fit with our view of what is deemed acceptable. we might collaborate with them in terms of sitting with them and writing a care plan, but is that care plan a product of what we want it to look like, or do we really write what the patient thinks is important, and in their own language.

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A further update on how I’m progressing towards the looming destination of being a fully-fledged RMN.

Just to recap on previous events I’m now in the final phase of the nursing degree, known as the “management placement”. This involves 12 weeks on a ward where I’m expected to run around acting as the nurse-in-charge. This is to jolt the lazy-arse student who stands around picking his nose into the role of a busy staff nurse, running around dealing with all that takes place on a hectic psychiatric ward.

My ward manager has been piling work onto me as part of this. I arrive on shift at 7.30am; the nurses and support workers need to be allocated to various patients, there’s a pile of full sharps boxes cluttering up the office, there’s a great big heap of old furniture cluttering up the wall outside the ward and attracting vermin, there’s a patient who is heading off on overnight leave at 11am and although the psychiatrist filled out his medication chart to request meds to take home, the med chart wasn’t taken to pharmacy and the patient can’t leave until he’s got his supply of meds. Oh, and all these have to be sorted by 9.30am because that’s when I’m supposed to be heading into the ward round.

Here’s how I got on:

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The pioneering anthropologist Bronislaw Malinowski first described the Kula exchange system among tribal peoples in the South Pacific. This refers to certain items (such as necklaces made of sea-shells) that had little or no inherent value, other than to be exchanged as gifts. This led to Marcel Mauss’ seminal work The Gift, which theorised that in these sorts of societies, the act of gift-giving was used to reinforce social relationships rather than to actually transfer goods.

On the wards among the nurses, there is a similar gift economy in action. However, instead of circulating necklaces made of seashells, the commodity is pens.

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well, i,ve been badgered to come on to this site and write something, so here goes. it is seldom that you find someone who is so honest, genuine and will go to any lengths to protect and look after their colleagues, but i can truly say i have had the privilege of knowing such a person. being a newly qualified mental health nurse was daunting, going into a new environment/area and being expected to know everything. but there he was, ready to take me under his big wing and teach me a thing or two about management, policies and procedures (firstly to ignore them, and secondly to laugh at them!).

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“First, find a crocodile. Two, poke it in the eye with a stick. Three, stand back and report what happens next.”
- John Sweeney

Well, it looks like I stirred up a bit of a hornet’s nest with Dr Crippen and co. Slip a truth serum into my tea and bourbon biscuits and I might be forced to admit that the nest-stirring effect wasn’t entirely unintentional on my part. Give ‘em enough rope etc.

Still, a day on, I feel it’s now time to munch on a bourbon and reflect on yesterday’s blogfight. Here’s my observations.

1. The argument over on NHS Blog Doc has pretty much settled into the usual screaming match between doctors and nurses over nurse specialists/practitioners/consultants. The usual arguments are being wheeled out. Doctors aren’t good communicators, nurses aren’t intelligent enough, yadda yadda yadda. This argument will probably continue for some time, and probably all be repeated again verbatim next week.
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Dear Management,

Thank you for all the wonderful things you do for me. Without you I would not get paid, have a job or have the pleasure of working with some of the best nurses I have ever met. I love you all, dearly. After many years nursing I am almost convinced that not all of you are idiots all the time.

I do have some questions though.

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Back in 1980 when (due to a clerical error!) I accidentally ended up working in a psychiatric hospital, I was, like most newbies, nervous and very green behind the ears. I landed a job as a nursing assistant in a “rehab” ward. “Rehab” was of course a euphemism for “abandon all hope”. The ward I landed in was the end of the line in a chain of rehab wards. The chain started off with “acute rehab” where your 6 weeks to 6 months revolving door punters were shunted in and out. In the middle link of the rehab chain were the 30-60 year olds who had not been cured and had failed to rejoin society despite “acute rehab” and were now permanent (but accepted) residents in a colourful and fairly lively community where the unexpected often happened and a cigarette could buy you anything. I was however, inducted into the elephant’s graveyard at the very bottom end of this chain, “the departure lounge”. A place for the elderly, institutionalized, functionally ill to sit in a circle and finally get to smoke their cigarettes in peace while awaiting the undertaker. Many of these folks had spent all their adult lives in the bin, seen cultures, modes of treatment and various regimes come and go (both inside and outside the grounds).

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Let’s talk about a hot topic that has strong opinions in the medical/health blogosphere: nurse specialists.

The current array of advanced nursing roles - clinical nurse specialists, nurse practitioners, consultant nurses - are a frequent target of Dr Crippen aka NHS Blog Doctor. He accuses them of replacing doctors, of “dumbing down” healthcare, of taking nurses away from patient care, pretty much of being representative of just about everything that’s wrong with the NHS. His opinion matters, because he’s the most popular British medical blogger out there. His castigation of the “nurse quacktitioners” has been echoed by other blogging doctors, such as Shiny Happy Person and Dr Rant.

So, nurse specialists and nurse practitioners. They’re useless, they’re destroying the NHS and all doctors hate their guts. Right?

You don’t currently see all that many of these roles in psychiatry (though there seems to be an increasing amount of nurse therapists delivering CBT interventions) so I took advantage of a sojourn over to the world of “proper” medicine and nursing to find out more.

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I was reading the excellent site Remembering Old Asylums and Hospitals. As always it made me try to imagine what things were like back in the day. A fair chunk of this post will be about language and how it is used, I hope to have OSB wound up enough to make a high pitched shrieking noise, like an angry kettle. (For the younger readers kettles used to whistle when the water was boiling) If I am feeling brave I will post my ideas on a brand new nursing classification system for the people we work with.

A sneak peak at the ICD11 and DSMV.

We will start with something easy. Major and Minor Tranquilisers.

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Take a look on the website:

www.maydayfornurses.co.uk

Help Noreena Hertz get every premiership footballer to give up a day’s wages for our nurses by the last day of the season.

The money raised will go into a hardship fund for nurses.

The awareness raised will hopefully make the government give nurses their due.

I’m now two weeks into the final phase of my nursing degree, which is known as the “management placement”.

This is a 12 week placement in which the student nurse starts to take on more and more of the responsibilities of a staff nurse - acting as nurse-in-charge of the ward, delegating tasks to HCAs, organising rotas and so on.

The initial shock is pretty jarring, as you start to realise you’re not in the relatively cushy life of a student nurse any more. Which of the arcane forms of the Mental Health Act have got to be completed correctly unless you want the Mental Health Act Office to ring you up and start screaming at you? How do you organise the rota so that all the requests are taken care of and the HCAs don’t start screaming at you? If you have to send a HCA off on a patient escort, have you left enough staff on the ward? It’s a juggling act.

I learned a salutory lesson the other day about the Mental Health Act, and relations between doctors, nurses and managers.

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Found this. You need flash installed.

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Thought this deserved to be a proper post.

azazel : Hi..I stopped lurking and decided to join :-). In my first year of training now and going to a PICU for my next placement. What can I expect ?

azulinebloo : That sounds unusual for a 1st year. I am in 2nd year and we can do PICU as an elective (I think) but that’s it. Good luck anyway azazel. :)

oldschoolbaby : Azazel, PICU nurses are all lazy and spend their days playing games on their mobile phones. A few of them are good looking thgough. Take it as you find it.

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