The Blue Ribbons

Where do I start?  Well, first let me confess that I should be writing a paper on empirical knowledge and theory development in nursing right now, but honestly, the blue ribbons are kind of consuming my mind lately.

It's not just the blue ribbons,  but what they stand for, what I stand for, and what I feel and think about it all.  It's a bumbled up mix of emotions, that's for sure!  These are the ribbons that the nurses at my hospital have been wearing as a show of unity and solidarity during a very tense month of contract negotiations between the hospital administration and the union that represents us. Things aren't going great as we just learned that if another strike occurs (which is a very real possibility) the hospital will lock us out for an additional 2 days, for a total of 5 days missed of work.  (I'm scheduled to work 3 12-hour shifts in that 5 day period....) 

(sigh)

I'm not thrilled at the prospect of losing an entire week's worth of wages, but I can honestly say that the money isn't what's bothering me. 

It's conflict!!! 

I hate it!  It unsettles me.  It twists its gnarled fingers around my happy heart and keeps me up at night.  It's what makes me write controversial papers for my class and spout off wild rantings of how "there HAS to be a better way!!" 

It's the thing that has caused me to turn to the only place I know to find peace and comfort and answers in a time where the atmosphere if full of bitterness, resentment, accusations, and discord.  The Scriptures.  What does God say about all this???  Not surprisingly I found no mention of strikes in the Bible.....

I'm not surprised that conflict exists.  We live in  a fallen world, and our God is a war-faring God, so therefore we must be a war-faring people!  God has a lot to say about the just and the unjust, and here's what I think.  If I look around at the world and see an unjustice, especially one that personally affects me, the welfare of my work, my livlihood, and thus my family, and I do nothing, what am I really saying??

As a child, I was raised in a very pacifistic, "non-resistant" way.  My parents are/were peaceful, my father a conscientious objector to the Vietnam war.  It's where I got my "can't we all just get along?" mentality, I guess.  Unions in the midwest were seen as a self-seeking form of rebellion to the powers that be and therefore generally NOT looked upon with favor.  You don't stir the pot, cause a ruckus, make waves, or tred into waters unknown.

BUT.

I have never before lived in a place where I felt that my employers were unjust and wanted to take things from me and fill their own pockets while simultaneously telling me that they "value" me. I've never felt threatened or cheapened.  And until now,  I've never thought that my one small voice would be one that could make a very big difference in light of a grave unjustice, but I'm finding that it does....

"He that ruleth men must be just." II Samuel 23:3  

But the "rulers" of my hospital are not just!  Lord, what do I do?

"The just man walketh in his integrity."  Proverbs 20:7 

OK, Lord, I will walk in integrity! But what will happen now?

"No evil shall happen to the just." Proverbs 12:21

"Therefore take no thought, saying, What shall we eat? or, What shall we drink? or Wherewithal shall we be clothed? for your heavenly Father knoweth that ye have need of all these things."  Matthew 6: 31-32

Thank you, Lord..... Show me the way!!!

"The way of the just is uprightness."  Isaiah 26:7 and

"The just shall live by faith."  Romans 1:17


What awesome promises God fills our hearts with!!

Please join me in praying for my hospital, the administrators, the union representatives, my community, my coworkers, and my patients.  I ask for  a speedy resolution that honors the employees without compromising the establishment they serve nor the safety of the patients within.  

Miscellaneous Musings

 Ya'shar lost one tooth, shortly followed by another last week.  He's very excited and keeps wiggling all other teeth hoping to get one loose.  I think his little lisp is quite possibly the cutest thing ever, especially when he's really serious or upset about something.  "Rea, you better th-top it right now or I'm thelling on you!"

Rea is the queen of sniffing out left overs.  If Daryle and I go out for sushi or eggs benedict and bring ANYthing home, you can believe that it'll be gone within seconds of her entering the house.  A girl after my own heart - she soaks it in soy sauce....

David gave Rea this lion one year for her birthday and it's one of her most prized possessions.  It's sort of become her own personal mascot, and she dresses it up for all kinds of occasions.  This one "look" was her favorite so she texted a picture of her and the lion to David, "just so he knows I love him."

This giant human sandwich was very entertaining at 8:00 in the morning on the way to take the kids to school the other day. This marketing ploy proved very effective on MY kids anyway, since they practically threw the car off the road with all their waving and bouncing and shouting.  Yes, we like Subway.  But not before I've even had my first cup of coffee!

How cute are these two?!!?!?  This is Eli and Ava, my brother Brent's two little ones.  He and Jess texted me this on their way to go trunk-or-treating at their church.  Oh how I wish we lived closer!!!

Rea has arrived at that age where she digs through my closet and drawers (only sometimes with permission) to see what cool things she can wear to school.  I'm not complaining, I actually find it endearing and pretty hilarious....  :) This was her "fall" outfit.  What can I say??  The girl's rockin' the hat and scarf!!

 And in stark contrast, this is what her MOTHER looks like in the morning on the way to school.  Hey, it's a definite improvement over the pajama pants I usually wear....  Rea was playing with the camera on my phone while we sat at the VERY long stop light that ALWAYS catches us in the morning.  These are the very best poses that a nocturnal-I-hate-mornings-eternal-night-shifter could muster at such an early hour.  Hey I tried.
 

And on a "sweet" note, this is my husbands idea of "a little snack".  That's right.  Two cupcakes with frosting, 3 scoops of butter pecan ice cream (his favorite), chocolate syrup, chopped nuts and cherries.

Here's MY idea of a little snack....  Notice how the bag of candy corn that I bought yesterday is now nearly empty.  Sweet tooth issues running in the family????  Ya think!!!???

"We're Nursing as Fast as We Can!!"

A coworker passed around this song a few weeks ago when we were on strike.  It was a hilarious (yet very accurate) comic relief during a stressful time, and I just had to share!!!

Horton Hears a Who!! (Starring Rea Smith)

 Well, it wasn't exactly the starring role, but she rocked that kangaroo part!!  (She's always a star!!!!)  I was sleeping after a long night at work and had been awake for 27 hours (EEK) so Daryle went to her play by himself and played the master "cheer-er" and videographer.  She had a bit of a sore throat yesterday morning before she left for school, and sure enough, by the time she got home in the evening she had a temp of 101.7 and was hoarse and congested....  (sigh) Today she's hanging at home with us, watching movies and reading and drinking gatorade!  :) 

I'm off for the next several days and have a huge list of errands to run - SO time-consuming!!!  I have big plans to start on a couple papers for school and get that going early, we'll see if those big plans come to fruition in light of me getting to be home with family for 5 whole days - this never happens!!

Work is going well - everything is back to usual (for now) after the strike last week.  On the surface it all seems the same, yet the atmosphere has changed and things FEEL different.  Hard to explain.  There are of course a lot of hard feelings and fear and bad attitudes and questions and unknowns going around that are run-of-the mill I supposed after something happens like this.  I'm grateful for being blessed with a job, but am exploring if God may have something different in mind in light of all the recent events!  School is leading me in a different direction than the area I'm currently in now, and maybe I'll be merging into a career change earlier than I thought.  We are prayerful. Grateful. Hopeful. Trusting.  And CONTENT!!

On Strike....

I never thought I'd see the day.  This day.  I knew that if I ever did go on strike, it'd have to be for something I really truly believed in.  So here we are.  And I, the person who hates conflict and confrontation (but will engage in it if necessary!)  am walking a picket line.  Please pray with me for a quick resolution between the hospital administration and the union's negotiating team.  Here are some articles from our local newspaper, the Press Democrat, that give a little more insight into what's happening.

 http://www.pressdemocrat.com/article/20121002/OPINION/121009888

 http://www.pressdemocrat.com/article/20121002/ARTICLES/121009932