We have Catasrophic Failure

We are in trouble!

There is no other way to put that. We are at a tipping point that this country and our medical system have NEVER faced before.


We have glimpsed this gateway before…..a couple of months of overtime, chronic short staffing and staffing cuts that create unfillable holes, patients spending hours or days in the Emergency Room waiting for a bed, nurses and providers spent to their last step, shortages of supplies and medications…..We saw moments of this before Covid.
We have now walked through thE gateway and are living that reality.


What the average person sees:

Staffing ShortagesNot Enough BedsLimited Time with Provider/StaffSupply Shortages
staff apologizing for
late medicines, dietary
mistakes, late medications,
missed hygiene, phone calls
and call lights that go off
without answer
patients waiting in
the waiting room or
emergency room,
being moved to a
different unit or a
different room,
being discharged early
for patient census,
being sent home and
asked to follow up
with your provider instead of admitted
Nursing only at your bedside
for medication administration
and assessment, having multiple
persons answer your calls,
doctor visits later in the day,
staffing apologizing for limited access, missing
your respiratory treatment
Being told we are
out of a product,
a medication,
and multiple other supplies

What you do not see:

Staffing ShortageNot Enough BedsLimited Time with Provider/StaffSupply Shortages
The unit manager
working the floor for
the 4th shift straight,
patient care
coordinators as nurses
caring for patients,
multiple staff from
travel agencies to fill
staffing holes, staff
working 1-2 extra
12-hour shifts a week,
7 patients to 1 nurse
staffing ratio,
missed breaks-meals,
staff working in
multiple departments
to help out. Staff
working while their own
health declines.
Providers and nursing
caring for high number
of patients so that
patients can stay in
their community,
admin meeting to
find ways to care
for more
patients, being asked
to work in other
departments to ease
their burden, sending
patients home as soon
as they are able to open
another bed.
Staff that haven’t had time to
eat-use the bathroom or chart
staying late,
Providers admitting/discharging
patients, assessing patients,
ordering medications and
treatments, charting assessments
and mandated documentation,
talking with families, researching
treatment options, calling other
specialists, CALLING hospital
after hospital trying to transfer
a critical patient.
Nurses putting on and taking off
gowns/masks/gloves to go
into each room, answering call
lights, giving medications at
prescribed times, bathing patients,
bringing food and feeding
patients, charting assessments,
admitting and discharging
patients, conferencing with
providers, calling families, giving
oxygen, performing cpr, catching
babies, holding hands, and doing
their best to care for their patients
The anxiety,
tears, frustration, prayers
and anger when a patient
needs a medication,
supplies, treatments, and
resources that ARE NOT available.

I was that patient. It was painful to hear my coworkers struggle to care for patients, knowing I had increased their burden. I knew first-hand what was going on outside my door. The sounds of hurried feet, the deep breaths before entering a room, the sadness of loss, the desire for your shift to end and, your burden to be taken by the next shift.

Let’s talk a minute about anxiety, frustration, and anger…let’s talk about the tears and the near panic. The fear that we are not enough, can not do enough, do not have enough to take care of our patients. The absolute fatigue and mental exhaustion of caring for patients in an environment that isn’t enough. The choices that must be made to give the most critical patients your all and, hope that you have something left for everyone else.


Let’s talk about the sleeplessness of waking up thinking about what you didn’t do, couldn’t do, and running events over and over in your head trying to find a way to do better. The emotional turmoil of wishing things were different but knowing there is little you can do to change this. The moments of distress as you watch a patient die and their family experience loss.
Nurses hold space. We do what we can to take care of each other. If a provider sits for a moment, we do our best to let them be, and we wish a moment of peace on them. We do our best to be pleasant, smile, tell our patients we aren’t too busy for them and, help calm their anxiety and fears. Holding space is emotionally and psychologically taxing, and some have little left to give. Yet, we hold space……so you can heal, say hello or goodbye to a loved one, give hope, and seek peace when hope turns to finality.


It has been two years of Covid. Two years of coming home to our families tired, sad, depressed, anxious, frustrated, angry….our friends and family have done their best to care for us. But, it has been two years.

And even though we are tired, we will press on. We will be here for you!

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This is for you my friends.

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