Thursday, April 18, 2013

Let's All Go To The High

By Chiqui Raveloski

The everyday hustle and bustle can sometimes feel very limited, to the point of being redundant. And as spring has finally sprung, the need to do something different came over my husband, daughter and I one day. So, off we went to the High Museum of Arts.


The High Museum of Art is about thirty minutes away from where we live. Living near a major metropolitan area easily gives you access to major venues for sports, arts, entertainment, and most of all, great places to eat. With this also comes major traffic that can put a dent into your travel time. And that's exactly what had happened. Patience being tested.




Finally free...  Cannot help but take pictures of the city as we approached it. The tall buildings, looking for Superman!, bridges, underpasses, makes you feel like a kid again. Traveling from the large bedroom community that we live in, to the bustling streets of Atlanta proves to be an exihilirating experience. 



We had lunch at Table 1280 next to the High Museum of Arts at the Woodruff Arts Center. I ordered the Woodruff Burger, well done, with bacon and all the trimmings. I also had a side order order of Classic Ceasar Salad, with Reggiano Parmigianino and Toasty Asiago Croutons. Yummmmm. Burger meat was fresh, could use more seasonings for my liking, but overall decent. 




Hubby and daughter both ordered the Grilled Chicken Panini - Grilled Prestige Farms Chicken, Hand Picked Arugula, Roma Tomato, Basil Aioli, Fresh Buffalo Mozzarella on Toasted Focaccia. They both enjoyed their lunch of choice. 




Food was definitely great but the service could have been better. Our waiter did say that they were under a new management, new concept, new menu selections. I have to say that the service was somewhat "new" for me because it felt impersonal, sort of "snobby". I am used to the more personal, down home Southern hospitality in the outskirts of Atlanta. Maybe we just need to dine more in Atlanta. Who knows.


The restaurant sits in front of The High Museum of Arts. It is the leading art museum in the Southeastern United States making it the primary art showcase in Atlanta. Its permanent collection features extensive American and European art pieces from the the 1800-1900. It also holds many modern and contemporary art collections, African art, and folk art.





A real journey in time is what you get when you walk through the permanent art exhibition in the High Museum. The paintings and sculptures touches your senses, wakes up your emotions and somehow makes you feel like you are part of that era. 




Antique pianos are so romantic. Its beauty lasts forever and each key touches your heart strings like no other instrument can. 


Of course, I can't resist those mirror images.



Nadine Robinson's "Coronation Theme: Organon" was also part of the exhibit.  Twenty-eight audio speakers are stacked high against a wall. This thing  is gigantic. Looking up at these speakers suddenly drew my attention  to the rhythmic mix of choral music, vocals....protest speeches, gospel music  and electronic chants. It gave me the "goosebumps" the moment I heard it. I don't know. Maybe I am just dramatic. But rhythmic choral chants brings me back to my early Catholic days as a little girl in the Philippines. Bringing you close to something, God, your inner self. This exhibit is a tribute to past blood, sweat, tears, and promise of what the future may bring. 





The Latino List: Photographs by Timothy Greenfield- Sanders was a sight to see.  It is a collection of 30 humongous portraits of famous Hispanic Americans on inkjet prints. Some of which includes Gloria Estefan, George Lopez and America Ferrera to name a few. No pictures.


Frida and Diego: Passion, Politics, and Paintings was also on exhibit. It showcased 120 paintings and drawings of Frida Kahlo and Diego Rivera. Their shared  passion for the Mexican culture and politics, but two very different individuals as depicted by their artworks. No picture taking allowed in this exhibit, but got away with this.






See.....they can't stop us!


It was great experience for all of us. Something I think we should be doing more often. Enjoy the arts, enjoy the city, and most of all enjoy our time together. There is nothing like it, especially when we're all learning new things together as a family.I love my family.












Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Nursing Moments

By Chiqui Raveloski

It is a well known fact that the nursing profession is very demanding. We hear and read about this a lot, and no one can really relate to this, but us nurses. The demands of the nursing profession come in all areas. It starts from the higher ups, management, patients, co-workers and even yourself. I believe nurses put so much of themselves into their chosen profession to the point that all we do is give, not expecting anything in return.

In the process, we get burned out. It is a fact. I have seen it happen everywhere. New nurses leaving the bedside, older nurses retiring early... I was a victim of this burn-out. I found myself questioning my values, beliefs, profession, and intentions. Therefore, I left the bedside and went to ER Case Management.

Case Management is the financial side of nursing. Always looking for medical necessity to get the most reimbursement from payers. At the same time, the Nursing Process still serves as your guideline as to how to plan for patients hospital needs and discharge planning. With this come more demands. Revenue becomes the object of desirable outcome. Then I question myself again. Is this what it really boils down to? Money?

As I began to feel torn between two sides, I came to realize that nursing really is a profound profession which covers more than meets the eyes. You can enter this profession with a noble intention of plainly helping and caring for people. But there is nothing plain about nursing. I believe that in any area you go into, it is the little significant nursing moments which inspires you to go on. 

I decided to go back to bedside nursing on a PRN basis. I never realized how much I missed patient care until I stepped back onto the floor and hustled and bustled all over again. This is where nurses nurse for the whole 12 hours, fulfilling tremendous amounts of nursing tasks. Yet, I believe, (and I'm sure a lot of nurses will agree) that true nursing comes from the genuine encounters during a nurse to patient relationship. These encounters whether good or bad, become your teacher for the day.

Nurses give comfort and courage. We also nurture and listen.

We give comfort to the ones who are in pain, tired, hungry, and scared.
We encourage hope to the ones who are in pain, tired, hungry, and scared.
We nurture the natural inner powers of the ones who are in pain, tired, hungry, and scared.
We listen and acknowledge pain, hunger, and fear. 

These trivial moments in nursing is what makes the profession so beautiful. Its beauty comes from within the soul. No amount of nursing books can even begin to teach this concept. This is because there are no words to explain the joy it brings to a nurse and his or her patient. These moments, no matter how many times you experience it, do not get old, and will not burn you out. These nursing moments, whether it's your battle with your own profession, or the acts which bring profound changes in your patients' lives becomes embedded in time for us to cherish.