Things I Think

Things I Think by Gary Tetz

Seniors — more than shadows of former glories

It would be one of those sympathy shows, I figured, the kind where you go home acknowledging the performer more as a historical artifact than as a still-vigorous artist. “How good could she really be at this age?” I even caught myself wondering.

Escape from Emojiland

The growing use of a lazy trend in text communications makes me weep for the future of real compassion and empathy.

Happy PDPM Day!

It might be best to start creating some ground rules for how we’ll be observing PDPM Day in the future.

Tickle me, Earmo

Resist the urge to rush outside and attach jumper cables to your earlobes — for now.

A gentle slap on the wrist

I choose to believe I have friends, and chatted with one of them recently in the lobby of a nursing home. I felt the conversation was going extremely well. I listened attentively, and contributed interesting nuggets and wry witticisms on various long-term care topics.  Every non-verbal body language signal she sent supported my perception of…

Better than bees in your eye

Those adorable flying insects buzzing around and bringing cheer to your long-term care facility right now? A new study reveals that they’re probably infested with and spreading terrifying superbugs.

Murder, they spoke

Like a real-crime podcast about murder. That’s the way we need to tell the story of our long-term care staffing or funding woes if we want anyone to actually pay attention.

Privacy for All

We hear a lot about Medicare for All. How about if we start with Privacy for All, and see how that goes first?

My high-sodium epiphany

In long-term care, we deal with the unexpected all the time. Many of the people we serve are there because something unanticipated happened, crashing into their lives like a no-warning tsunami — or a tamari bottle falling from the sky.

P is for ’possum

After receiving a flash of unexpected insight straight from the universe, I can finally say definitively: The P in PDPM is for ’possum. And, yes, there’s a story to tell.

Doing the Jellyfish

While walking the beach this morning, on the Atlantic Coast where I’m taking an alleged vacation, I happened upon a marooned jellyfish left high and dry by the receding tide. Just a lifeless, weirdly beautiful blob of 95% water slowly evaporating in the sun. My first thought was, “Yeah, I’ve felt like that.” Maybe you…

Celebrating the CAN, er, CNA

Here’s how you’ll know I’m sincere in my desire to celebrate some of long-term care’s most uncelebrated people. I’m willing to spend the next two hours trying to get the Word program to stop autocorrecting CNA to CAN.

Bring in the rocks

The troubling news that the Centers for Medicare & Medicaid Services is conducting a “comprehensive review” of nursing home regulations hit me like a truckload of giant boulders dropped on a homeless camp.

What must that be like?

“What must that be like?” It can serve as a mantra, helping us view each interaction, no matter how painful, with acceptance and resilience.
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