I previously published a free, printable card celebrating nurses who just obtained their RN licenses. I’ve added another version – in red – of that card to the original post.
And thanks to a sweet friend who was looking for a card to celebrate two nurses who recently obtained their OCN (Oncology Certified Nurse) credentials, I’ve updated the cards to reflect that congratulations, as well. Hooray for new OCNs!
Download and enjoy the coral version.
Or, you can download and enjoy the red version.
Nursing school grads left and right are completing their NCLEX exams and gaining their Registered Nurse, R.N., credentials. Today’s free, printable card was inspired by my cousin, Shelley, who just obtained her RN license yesterday. I remember exactly what that felt like…absolutely incredible. I welcome her and the rest of my new colleagues to our amazing profession! Guard those credentials fiercely. State them proudly. Hold true to everything they represent.
This card is available to anyone and everyone, free of charge. Simply download, print (on card stock is best), write your personal sentiments on the reverse, and give, give away. Enjoy!
You can also download the red version.
It’s May 13th (or later depending on when you’re reading this!), and that means one thing…You missed Nurses Week! Gasp! If there’s a nurse in your life that you need to honor, have no fear; two free Nursetopia cards are here to save the day. Simply download, print on card stock or another high-quality paper, and write your message on the back. If you want to download the cards separately, you can grab them here and here to resize and use.
Nurses Week (May 6-12) will be here before we all know it. And what will nurses have throughout that week? The same they have each and every week – not enough hours in the day and fewer resources to care for sicker patients. Day after day. week after week. It’s easy to forget the love – the art of nursing, but we can change that.
Elizabeth Scala, MBA, MSN, RN, is hosting The Art of Nursing, a four-day, online series to reinvigorate professional passion during Nurses Week. With twelve sessions crossing numerous and well-known nurse speakers, the series will focus on practical concepts for nurses to care for themselves. And with enrollment packages ranging from students through entire organizations, there is something for everyone.
What nurse doesn’t want a little bit of time to himself or herself to focus on the art of our profession rather than trinkets and bobbles during the celebrated Nurses Week? Share The Art of Nursing with those around you – nursing students, nursing colleagues, and leaders within your organization.
I hope you have one fabulous day today!
Download and print this card to give to someone around you. It just might change the tone of his or her day.
Pulse: Voices from the Heart of Medicine is a lovely site publishing literary work pointed at health, wellness, illness, and care to “[foster] the humanistic practice of medicine.” Overwhelmed with healthcare poetry, Pulse paused on poetry submissions for some time. The time has come to submit your healthcare poems, though.
A single author can send up to three poems – each as separate attachments – to firstname.lastname@example.org by November 13, 2013. Submissions are accepted from all. Editors will review the submissions and notify authors of acceptances or declines during December 2013 and January 2014. Accepted poems will appear in publication during 2014 and 2015. There are specific submission details that all interested authors should follow; please see Pulse’s submission guidelines for poetry (or haiku or prose or other categories) for additional information.
Will you submit a piece to Pulse? I hope so.
End of the day.
Full of work.
Yours was the same.
The doors open to release me.
The fresh, evening air welcomes me.
I push out, out, out.
But your current is stronger, pulling you in, in, in.
Your day has become longer than mine,
Your face wrinkled with worry.
One, two, three, four, five.
The current of your family and friends within pulls you further in, in, in.
I count my blessings as I move against the current.
A catch in his voice.
A tremble of his chin.
He shuffles, shuffles trying to redirect his attention.
Weeks of pain – eternity encompassed in minutes.
He clears his throat.
A handkerchief catches a lone tear.
He grasps at the memory of her.
Afraid to lose her again.