Photo Blog Introduction...

I'm going to share with you a picture a day, that summarizes one of the most exciting adventures from that day. It could be something that happened to me, something that I witnessed, or something that keeps me asking more questions about my faith and love in a God that is beautiful and powerful. I am going to share it with each of you, in hopes that you can share the memories and moments with me on this Journey. Inspired by, Hebrews 12:1.

Friday, November 16, 2012

11.16.12-Blood Brothers

The Market in Jerusalem, with the exit (behind me) opening up to the Jaffa Gate.

In light of everything happening in the Middle-East, I think back to my visit in 2008. This picture is of a normally bustling, busy market. The market didn't open in the heart of Jerusalem in January 2008 because of rocket fires and continued conflict between Israel and Gaza. Is it possible to live at peace in the midst of conflict? 

An exerpt from Blood Brothers, by Elias Chacour, The unforgettable story of a Palestinian Christian working for Peace in Israel:




A few days after Father first told us of the news, Rudah shocked us all by bringing home a rifle--one used for shooting at wolves that came to prey on the vilage flocks.  The wolves were in little danger of being hit.

When Father saw the rifle he erupted in a rare show of anger.  "Get it out of here!  I won't have it in my house."  Mother and the rest of us stood frozen and mute.

Poor Rudah was wide-eyed, stunned.  "I-I thought we might need a gun to protect ourselves in case---"

"No!"  Father would not hear more.  "We do not use violence ever.  Even if someone hurts us."  He had calmed a bit, and he took the gun.

"But Father," Rudah persisted, anxiously, "Why do the soldiers carry guns?"

Slipping his arm around Rudah's shoulders, Father replied, "For centuries our Jewish brothers have been exiles in foreign lands. They were hunted and tormented-even by Christians.  They have lived in poverty and sadness.  They have been made to fear and sometimes when people are afraid, they feel they have to carry guns.  Their souls are weak because they have lost peace within."

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

11.10.12 and 11.11.12-Deeply Thankful


In the spirit of Matthew 6:16-18, the youth I lead at Bridgewater Church of the Brethren and myself participated in a weekend to learn about Overcoming Hunger and Childhood Poverty.  As I contemplated how to begin this blog post, overwhelmed with positive emotion about what was accomplished, I just couldn’t find a good starting point.  It’s like a little child that just spent the day doing something so exciting, you know?  They just cannot stop to breathe because they are so excited and keep rambling about their perception of the excitement!  That’s how my thoughts are right now—overwhelmed with excitement and gratitude for opportunities to lead and humbled by experiences in which I can participate.  The poster beside me at Panera today said, “Grinning and Singing: gathering together as one”, and that’s what we did. The first photo is of the sunset that greeted us as we began this journey together.

I had never participated in a Fast before, so I was nervous to be participating, nevertheless, leading a group of teenagers that also had not participated in a Fast before.  The weekend was definitely awesome, but going in to it, I think there were more questions than answers, and more concern than excitement.  This was a nice reassuring moment, for myself, that the weekend wasn't really in my control.
 
Sunset over Bridgewater College in Bridgewater, Virginia from Bridgewater Church of the Brethren
So our game plan was to Fast for 30 hours, beginning at 1230pm.  We met at the church at 530pm to kick-off the weekend.  We spent the evening learning about reasons why we Fast and we learned about Hunger and Poverty in our communities all around the world. Chelsea Goss, Intern at New Community Project of Harrisonburg, joined us to discuss the cause and to bring ways we can overcome these social issues. 

I challenged the youth to take their eyes of the things of this world to more successfully turn attention to Christ.  As a reminder to myself and to them, I encouraged them that fasting was not a way to get God to do what we wanted, but that Fasting changes us.  Fasting is to be done in a spirit of humility and joy.    I challenged youth to be encouraged by their weakness and their vulnerability.  Every time they were hungry?  Pray.  Everytime they felt weak and not strong?  Pray.  I challenged all of us to use those times to be in conversation with God about whatever was on our mind.

We chose to participate in a Juice Fast, meaning we could still take in calories through Juice.  We were able to take in juice, non-caffeinated, and non-carbonated beverages.  A few of us did take in the "coffee-bean juice", however, as my pastor put it.  We took frequent juice breaks and even made a fun game of drinking juice.  There was 'welcome juice' when youth and parents arrived, as well as opportunities to create smoothies and juice concoctions for everyone to share.  We even had a 'juice breakfast', consisting of OJ, and 'juice lunch', consisting of Gatorade, the next day.

With my upcoming trip to Burma, I used this weekend not only as an opportunity to lead youth and teach them about what it is that God calls us to do, but also to really dwell in the things that God is calling me to do as well.  My focus has been distracted.  My focus has been all over the place, but certainly not on the important things.  I have used the past weeks, as well as this fast, to redirect my focus.  I haven't even left for Burma, but my heart feels unsettled to the things I will see.  I'm not a stranger to poverty, homelessness, or destruction, but it still doesn't make each new encounter with it easier.  Every time I felt hunger, which surprisingly wasn't that much, I prayed for Burma.  I found myself more susceptible to weakness and lack of energy more than anything.  So, in those moments, I challenged myself to think of Burma and to take my focus off of the things of this world and redirect my attention.

This is a game my youth and I like to play.  I think they came up with a name for it, but I don't recall what it is anymore.  Someone taking a picture screams out an emotion, or an "act like this" saying.  Then the photographer captures our initial reaction of it on camera.  It allows for endless hours of fun.  This one?  "Act like a T-Rex".  We owned this one. 
One of the things we worked on during our lock-fast was sharing our reflections for the morning church services.  The youth, after spending time learning about unequal resources in our world, created and wrote the script for our morning church service.  Then they shared those reflections with the church at both services.  Still fasting.  They did so with such strength, it amazed me.  Even I slurred my words during the early service while talking about Lock-Fast and Love Feast, and somehow my words came out as "Love Fest".  God and I laughed together, as well as a few others that were really listening, and then I just carried on.


After taking our Juice Lunch, we traveled to New Community Project in Harrisonburg to complete a service project at some of their sites.  We painted one of the houses they were renovating.  Let me just tell you that this was the most difficult part of the entire weekend.  I think it was most challenging, because, at what I thought was my weakest moment-24 hours into the fast, fatigued from little sleep the night before, and gradually becoming weaker due to little sleep and food, I was challenged to find strength and push through an afternoon of service.  Vulnerable and weak, I was dedicating energy I didn't really have into a project.  I found this most humbling, because I knew that I wouldn't directly reap the benefits of this project, but I had to reach into the deepest parts of my soul and push forward.  I also had to find the strength to not only encourage myself, but to encourage the youth participating as well. 


Preparing for painting at the Stone House.
I'm really excited about the things that New Community Project Harrisonburg are accomplishing.  They are working on the Northend Greenway, a bike path, as well as a sustainable solutions center just up the street from the Little Grill.  I'm so glad that this is not just happening, but happening in my back yard.

After our service project we traveled back to the church where we prepared for Love Feast.  Based on John 13:1-7,

"Just before the Passover Feast, Jesus knew that the time had come to leave this world to go to the Father.  Having loved his dear companions, he continued to love them right to the end.  It was suppertime.  Jesus knew that the Father had put him in complete charge of everything, that he came from God and was on his way back to God.  So he got up from the supper table, set aside his robe, and put on an apron.  Then he poured water into a basin and began to wash the feet of the disciples, drying them with his apron.  When he got to Simon Peter, Peter said, "Master, YOU wash my feet?".  Jesus answered, "You don't understand now what I'm doing, but it will be clear enough to you later.

We broke our Fast by sharing a simple meal of rice, beans, and bread.   I have never enjoyed rice and beans more so than in this moment, before I dug into my plate below.  The spirit of appreciation surrounded us.  I was so proud to see my youth so excited about food, but not just because they were hungry, but because they knew and now understood being hungry and going without.  But, what I enjoyed more?  Washing my youth's feet.  Sharing this time together as a family, just like Jesus shared with His family, was beyond humbling.  
 "Having loved his dear companions, he continued to love them right to the end."
 This weekend, I said 'no' to something, in order to say 'yes' to God.  From the sermon that morning, "  While we have been asked not to eat for one day, we consider and reflect on those that cannot eat every day.  Food illustrates the brokenness of our world-fighting obesity, fighting malnourishment, those with and those without.  What are we doing to combat this brokeness?"  I have always encouraged finding a new perspective to view and always finding a new way of approaching things.  The photo of the light fixture below is the same light fixture in the above picture.  They illustrate the importance of finding new perspective.  Although the lamp fixture above is beautiful in its own way, the light wasn't on.  The fixture above doesn't catch one's eye, it doesn't make you stop and ponder.  It's there and is passed by daily without even a care.  When the light is turned on, however, there is a whole new way of seeing.  Changing only one thing, the flip of a switch, changed everything.  The fixture below, illuminated by light, fascinates; mesmerizes.  That is what this weekend did for me.  I'm not a stranger to poverty, homelessness, or destruction, but it still doesn't make each new encounter with it easier.  Being appreciative and grateful for hunger, having, consuming; those were the things that were missing; Fasting was what really illuminated hunger for me; allowing me to really connect with suffering in a new light.

Again from the sermon, "What if our eating reminds us both of God's provision and of life in a world that is not as God intends?  Saying no to injustice to say yes to a world of God's Shalom?"  

Thoughts to ponder as we approach the season of turkey, stuffing, meals aplenty, gift-giving, spending, warmth, and abundance of things.   Only in America would we be so bold to, spend a whole day sharing ways we are thankful for the things we already have, and then turn around and on the next day spend frivolously on things we do not yet have?  Have our standards of living risen so high, that we have forgotten the basics of survival?  As you approach this Thanksgiving and Christmas season, what is it that makes you so deeply thankful?



Tuesday, November 6, 2012

11.6.12-A Good Harvest

"Think about all the things that must happen before there can be a good harvest of crops.  First, someone has to go and prepare the land.  This is backbreaking work that involves felling trees, pulling massive stumps out of the ground, extracting rocks and boulders from the field, and moving them aside.  But there's no harvest yet.  Next the soil has to be broken up.  The earth needs to be plowed, fertilizer churned in with the soil, and orderly rows tilled to prepare for the seed...And always, the seedling must be carefully watered, nurtured, and fed over the long growing season" (Stearns, 2010).

In our instant-gratification society, we would prefer to go directly to the harvest.

As I sit back and watch the chaos in our world, I see so many people wanting instant-gratification.  We want answers now, we want reasons why, we want clarification immediately, and we need to just know.  We want to feel good now.  People, chill out.  A good harvest, in whatever metaphor you use, requires patience, hard work, backbreaking work, and a lot of waiting.  I'm just a seedling.  I've been watered and nurtured, and now I wait over the season of growth, awaiting some fantastic harvest.  You too, are a seedling.  Whatever step along the way you find yourself in, may your being watered  be refreshing, may your being nurtured bring you comfort, and may your be fed bring you nourishment that builds you up as you patiently wait for whatever is next.  Friends, your season of harvesting is certainly not without purpose, so enjoy it.

Stearsn, R. (2010).  The hole in the gospel: The answer that changed my life and might just change the world, 2nd ed.  World Vision: Nashville, TN.

Monday, November 5, 2012

11.5.12-Demand without Accountability





So republican or democrat, Christian or Muslim, etc. or etc.  I think there is a message in Dove Chocolate once again.  Do we walk in ways that we would be positively remembered?  Are we paving roads before and after us that demonstrate our purpose and that carryout our great commission?  I think we all need to sit and ponder this.


I feel the pressure of being an Advanced Practice Nurse (APN) and the pressure involved with leaving positive footprints for nurses that come after me.  The pressure of being an APN in today's healthcare society is such a challenging role to fulfill.  Key drivers for change are developing and being pursued right now, and my generation is the generation that will research, investigate, and determine best evidence based practice for the future care of our patients.  And yet, we are so controlled by the government and politics, that really have little contribution to what should and shouldn't be in healthcare--yet they are deciding what is best for our patients.  WHAT?!?!  Last time I checked I have the license to practice nursing, not our politicians.

Let's look at some big issues.  Demand without accountability.  Porter-O'Grady & Malloch (2011) state,

"Citizens of the United States believe there are no limits to treatment access.  Healthcare is believed to be an inherent right for every individual to have access to every available treatment.  Further the healthcare system has yet to create expectations or boundaries for those receiving care.  There is no accountability for healthy behaviors as the requirement for receiving healthcare service funding.  Funding continues to be provided to both individuals who actively engage in healthy behaviors and those who repetitively engage in unhealthy behaviors that exacerbate existing conditions.  Healthcare funding is based on a one-way model: presence of illness or disease.  There is no expectation that healthcare prescriptions will be attended to or followed" (p. 83).

I hope that whatever candidate is elected tomorrow, that they will take this issue with healthcare seriously and as top priority within the healthcare debate.  Forcing someone to pay for healthcare or to pay a tax and decline healthcare is not going to fix the problem of repetitive treatment for patients that purposefully choose to disengage themselves from healthy behaviors, that would prevent exacerbation of their conditions.  I do find people that consistently use the Emergency Department as their primary care providers absolutely inexcusable, regardless of their reason, and hope that this too can be changed.  Requiring healthcare to be purchased by all will fix the money issue now, but patients will continue to abuse the healthcare system as well, unless there are some boundaries created for those that engage in healthy behaviors and those that do not.  The one-way healthcare model needs to change and needs to be fixed.  If it's not changed, look at healthcare costs to continue to sky rocket....

These are the issues that are never discussed and were never discussed in any of the presidential debates.  If we want to discuss the deficit, look at healthcare costs.  As an APN, can we work to guarantee a level of basic services?  Will changing our expectations become the best first step to reform?  Should every available healthcare service be available to every citizen regardless of the cost?  Feeling overwhelmed with the rules and regulations, and it is becoming harder and harder to leave positive footsteps in an environment where we, as APN's, are to fix all the problems that are completely out of our control.

For tomorrow's election, I choose to vote for the candidate that has shown the first steps towards healthcare reform.  Though I don't agree with every decision he has made, I feel that he is the only person in years to take steps towards healthcare reform.  There is a lot of change ahead of us in this arena, and it's not going to be easy or pretty.  Yes, I choose Obama.  I choose him and hope for progression and moving forward in this critical time for healthcare.


Porter-O'Grady, T. & Malloch, K. (2011).  Quantum leadership: Advancing innovation, transforming health care, 3rd ed.  Jones & Bartlett Learning: Sudbury, MA.

Sunday, November 4, 2012

11.4.12-Why I Do What I Do


I have struggled over the past several months to adequately describe my frustration and lack of ability to debrief the stresses of my job with others.  It's not black and white.  There aren't just good days and bad days.  There are bad days and then there are worse days.  I absolutely love my job and would not be doing anything else in this whole world.  I adore the people I work with and share their compassion for caring.  BUT IT IS THE HARDEST WORK I HAVE EVER DONE IN MY ENTIRE LIFE.    Can I stress that again?  MY JOB IS HARD, STRESSFUL, DRAINING, EXHAUSTING, AND HARD.  Did I mention it is hard?   Not that your job isn't important, not that your job isn't stressful.  But in my job, if I mess up people could die.  That's a lot of emotional accountability to take upon yourself.   We have patients that are sick, patients that are dying,  families that are challenging, doctors that are demanding, and situations and circumstances that are out of our control but that we are required to fix.  Multiply that by five patients, three days (mind you it is 14+ hour days) a week; it easily leads to exhaustion and fatigue.

BUT.....
I love it.  I wouldn't change my career for anything.  For these people, I would do anything, for these people...
...For the patient that thanks you for helping them to the bathroom,
...For the patient that is relieved when you bring them pain medication,
...For the patient that relieved because you set up their lunch tray for them because they are too drained to do it for themselves,
...For the stroke patient that can no longer hold their arm up to dress in the morning, 
...For the family that needs questions answered,
...For the patient that needs to be told what low fat and low cholesterol means,
...For the patient that needs you to hold their hair has they vomit,
...For the patient that needs someone to hold their hand when they hear bad news,
...For the family that is making funeral arrangements,
...For the family and that finds treatment unsuccessful,
...for those families, that is why I am a Nurse.
...they are why I teach,
...they are why I wake up at 0500 every day, 
...they are why I soak my calloused feet at night, 
...they are why I wake up in the middle of the night with leg cramps,
...they are why I make time to spend time when people that are important to me, because you never know when they will gone in an instance,
...they are why I take a 15 minute lunch break instead of 30,
...they are why I never get restful nights of sleep,
...they are why I breakout and binge on ice cream far too much,
...they are why I only sweat the small stuff,
...they are why I find a moment to breakdown and cry out of pure frustration,
...they are why I have laundry piled up all over the place,
...they are why I find gratitude in the small things,
...they are why I only sit down when I pee while at work,
...they are why I continue to go to school,
...they are why I am still a Nurse.


Philosophy of Teaching
Nursing 653
James Madison University
Heather Galang

Introduction
Education is the key to progression in many ways.  Without educators finding time, patience, determination, and dedication, successful teaching would be nonexistent.  Teaching is more than just valuable, but it is a means to understanding of life and how to survive.  I have had such an instrumental education that has been valuable and engaging, I feel it necessary to contribute back to a community that has given me so much.  In many ways my professors in the past have guided and educated me in order to take care of their generation in the future. 

What I Teach
Having only been a nurse for about two years, bedside cardiac education is all I know.  Bedside education is forced and pushed most of the time, out of necessity to fill requirements and meet outcomes.  Often the patient feels trapped, generally surrendering to the education out of inability to physically relocate themselves in order to avoid education.  Though this style of education is not always successful, it can be when you have, generally speaking, isolated attention.  Though the topic at the bedside over the past two years has been cardiac related in order to fill job requirements, I still have a passion for this subject.  Cardiac disease is unfortunately rampant in my family, so every patient I teach could be my mother, my father, or my brother.  I have seen the positive outcomes and lifestyle changes in my own family, resulting from this type of bedside cardiac education.  A bedside nurse first took time to teach my father about the importance of exercise and diet in order to save his life; it is the least I can do to return that favor to someone else’s father.  It is humbling to teach patients about their life and death necessary lifestyle changes and have them reach their “aha!” moment, when they realize that they have to change.  I speak of excellent educators having perseverance and patience, because this specialty topic of cardiac education, as well as multiple other topics, is repetitive and never-ending. 

How I Teach
For me, teaching patients occurs every time I enter their room.  Every conversation we have includes ‘teachable moments’, opportunities that can lead to redirecting and furthering their knowledge.  A patient may be drinking a Pepsi when I enter their room, but they are diabetic.  This presents opportunities for teaching that do not require outside resources, but could initiate further teaching using those outside resources such as brochures, specialized educators, audiovisual, etc.  When I am passing out AM medications, a patient asks questions about their upcoming procedure.  I use this as an opportunity to teach the patient and family, if available, about the procedure and what they can expect.  Teaching is never-ending, and impromptu teaching often leaves a lasting impression.  I find impromptu teaching most encouraging when I learn, often the reason why I also use it when teaching.  I learn best when I receive information in small amounts so that I have time to process the information before using it. 

I hate that I have judgments when teaching, but I think it’s impossible not to have judgments.  We are human; prone to error.  However, I find it frustrating, draining, and incredibly apathetic when patients can make lifestyle changes and simply choose against that, taking self-accountability out of their care.  Healthcare changes, in the way hospitals are reimbursed for care, require an increased focus on special areas of education, including Heart Failure, Stroke, and Heart Attacks.  Patients will need to become increasingly more accountable to their care, taking more proactive steps to prevention versus reaction.   Although I do find my role as an educator being increasingly more important because of these changes, I also struggle in teaching patients that ultimately will choose to be nonadherent.  I think that this will be a key role of research and problem solving as an Advance Practice Nurse.

How I Know I’m Making Progress as an Educator
Even though there are hurdles to jump and education is exhausting and draining, I find fulfillment as an educator in the very small mountains climbed.  I took care of a patient once, admitted with Acute Respiratory Failure, secondary to Acute on Chronic Congestive Heart Failure.  Even though prescribed by her doctors, her diet never consisted of restricted salt or fluids, she never weighed herself, and she didn’t adhere to her medications on a routine basis.  I took time away from nursing the desk to take a full hour as a bedside nurse to teach this patient about her upcoming Pacemaker Insertion procedure and her disease process.  Regardless of what teaching styles or materials I used, the mere fact of patiently taking time and dedicating myself to her and her alone created this successful learning environment.  She looked at me, after I was done teaching, and she said, “You are such a great teacher!  You should have been a Doctor, you would be so successful!”.  I thanked her, and quietly slipped out of the room.  On the other side of the wall, my thoughts?  “No.  I am exactly what I was meant to be, an educator.  I made a difference with her; that was enough success.”
Conclusion
Since education and learning is key to success in life, I know that my role as an educator is invaluable.  It is my personal and professional goal to continue my own education in order to continue to fulfill my own goals of successfully educating patients and leading them to improved health.  Impromptu teaching will continue to be my means of growth and success for others and will continue to be key to my philosophy of teaching.   I take education seriously and know that finding time in a chaotic, busy schedule is important and key to progression in health and in life.  I will take the small mountains climbed in the field of education as a measurements of success.