“Health Service, a decorated bride, as the designer went crazy”

"Health Service, a decorated bride, as the designer went crazy"

I have worked in the healthcare system for nearly 26 years. First as an assistant, then as a nurse auxiliary and in recent years as a nurse practitioner.

Now it’s over

When I applied for nursing education, it was a desire to be able to make a difference for my patients. I was the proudest in the world when I stood on the bank of paper on a beautiful summer’s day at my aunt’s ponad, the certificate in one hand and the labor contract in the other.

A dream of being a warm, safe and knowledgeable Bhutta for my patients was to come true.

Today I’m sitting on my bookshelf with a trash bag. I got rid of the name card, sister watch, and all textbooks on clinical nursing. You have set a complete breakpoint. Life as a nurse doesn’t allow me to be a safe puta for patients anymore, and then I can’t be a part of it.

predation

We have a health care system that suffers completely from political ideologies, NPMs, and the health trust model.

A system in which everything is measured in kroner and krone. Employees are pushed from one stronghold to another, so the numbers are in order. Where the solution to everything is ‘You have to work more efficiently’.

Life as a nurse no longer lends itself to being a safe puta for patients, and then I can no longer be a part of it.

Tania Fatnas, former nurse

The robust healthcare system that Espen Rostrap Nakstad talked about is an illusion.

Every day, doctors, nurses, paramedics and other health workers are hijacked to keep the ship afloat. This is completely independent of the aura.

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Capacity is reduced, at the same time as patients and treatments become more complex and time consuming. Staffing plans do not match the workload, and the employees are overworked. At the same time, there is an endless rush to work more; Extra shifts and extra work are part of everyday life.

Not good enough

I got to a point where I could no longer compromise with my conscience. Where I saw that no matter how hard I tried, it wouldn’t be good enough. I can no longer watch the patient and my colleagues pay the price for the brilliance of a tired bride.

The health service today has a decorated bride, as the stylist went crazy.

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Dalila Awolowo

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