Can you believe??

The most hilarious in the middle of all this is that they truly believe that own a pristine power or knowledge enshrined! Make things work, as if it were routine! They are mere mechanics of living beings, they do not think, they just do, just move his legs and arms quickly enough... or enough to cover all the list that they have in front of them is complete and registered on the computer in order to demonstrate that they did something to earn the salary at the end of the month...
As for the knowing that they think they have ... well, this is indeed overrated ... Any layman has the ability to read and search an symposium what may lead an drug, and what their effects! In fact, today a simple google search is enough!
In my opinion, a nurse is needed only when the two arms of someone, are not sufficient to do something! They believe they are walking dictionaries of knowledge, but their arrogance is felt, towards the eyes of those who observe them...
If we think well, maybe that arrogance, is due to the fact that they has already have realized that what the people need most is not their moral lessons, but of their hands, their arms, their legs and their meaningless time...

The hierarchical Pyramid...

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The hierarchical pyramid is not seen, but it can be felt on air and seen in the expressions of those who walk the hallways of that orthopedics wards...
It is assumed that there is a multidisciplinary team to deal with all those cases, with all of those people hospitalized for an indefinite period... But reality, does not match the assumptions, and all you usually think, only happens in TV series or movies... Everything that I tell, write or quote is the honest truth!
The reality that I face day by day is something that makes me think ... And what the hell is that I see after all?!? Well, even to describe it is not easy...
I see a whole bunch of people whose white lab coats or uniforms gives them a status, power, many responsibilities...  However, the responsibility is like a hot potato when something happens (more or less) badly... And when things go really badly, it's the silence that reigns in the medical or nursing staff...
It is indeed astonishing, the interaction between doctors, nurses and assistants...dialogue is not the most common or the most used, to actually understand someone you need to go further...is not enough to hear, is not enough to talk, you must read! Read what tell us the eyes, the wrinkles and expressions, the body and the way how they walk, the hands and even how they breathe...
Between schedules, ridiculous routines, and for coffee breaks, the patient is no more than a mere pawn in this game...His health does not really matter, in fact what matters is achieving the objectives, or in other words, discharge...
These people dressed in white doesn`t have my respect...doesn`t have my consideration ... there are all sorts of people with many different personalities as everywhere, but even the good people are beginning to succumb to the monotony and routine of their own acts!
As intern, I face demands and disbelieving looks, works foisted by nurses frustrated by their own operating systems and actions! I want to throw everything into the air ... Scream ... answer to those frustrated women who consider themselves more than other people!
I wonder what would happen if I did that, is really hilarious to imagine it! I imagine the face of offended of the nurses and my happy face...I imagine myself turning my back to them while they grumble and I laugh without hearing them! lol
It really is hilarious in my mind, but is something I do not do because I still have some sanity and a goal in mind ...
Has already missed much more for my sanity succumb in that place, because my desire still is to see the hour runing, so I can get out of there and retrieve what I missed or left to live out of there! My life stops there, my heart beats to 1000, but not because I am living, but because I feel the suffer and agony of that space to invading every cell of my being, suffocating what's left of life in me...

Orthopaedics ward...

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Well, in the first day, observation dominates the internship ... It's that day when we are judged by what seem to be, by the way we talk ... It's that day that a misstep is enough to be the target to a markup in the following weeks ...
The orthopedic yard is not very extensive, because many of the beds are not used and many are still empty, but the setting is scary ... As expected is full of elderly, there are few people below the age of 25 ...
We see irons stuck on legs, irons inserted in skulls, we see the expressions of pain from those who cry or scream, and sometimes I can feel the chill of death going through my spine when I walk that hallway ...
Sometimes just want to leave that place ... For more than as anyone can say that nursing is easy, nobody sees what I see or feel what I I feel, while I walk the wards, watching human beings being treated like corpses with pulse ...