Travis "Singing a Song To Myself"

Just 2 days
2 - 12hr shifts
To call into question
The problems that I see
The newbie's doubt to say
Sweet Lu Ann, Orientate me so
The problems I already saw, overwhelming
"Tackle me by my ankles"
If I run for the door
My routine, disrupted soo
Multi-screen computer charting
A bane, in what I do
Patient teaching
Pick your brain
Emulate your compassionate tolerance
Chaos abounds
But you have plans
Fighting to keep me
Dare I walk out after,
Just after 2 shifts?
Gentle guidance, verbose
A mental plan
To correct the problems;
Many problems do I see
But a guiding hand
To navigate the problems found
"Tackle me by my ankles"
Prevent my exit, running mad
Anxious calls to sis
Did I make a mistake?
In choosing money over quality
My routine disrupted sorely,
Expectations to lead and correct
Sorely tested, at the moment
Systemic-wide problems perceived
Greater than the sum of my parts
Overwhelmed, and panicky
Not sure what to do
Calling on "plan B"
Perhaps work 2 jobs
And where I find my "fit"
Is where I'll rest, and excel
Anxious callsto sis, tell me what to do?
Learn the computer system,
Take a chance to do what I can?
Run away?
The wounds on elders,
A lack of oversight,
The med errors , if only in potentiality
Flip the screens
50 elders in need of care
5 screens to choose from
2 to 4 aides to monitor
All comes down to
"a secret acess code"
Just, where is quality controll?
Even if I faltered
Just where is the follow-up?
Computer options severly limited
Just where is the QUALITY CONTROLL?
Dare, I show my age, resistance to change...
Am damn good at following the paper trail,
But a computer trail?
Well, thats justy beyound me @ this juncture
So, do I stay...
"Plan B' calls in place
A slight wage decrease, temporarily
Till I prove my worth
Just might find me less anxious
More in-line to what I'm accostomed to
Simple pen on paper
A charge nurse's verbal direction
Old fashioned call lights seen
Verses dollar demand
High-tech quality decline
Am I getting old?
A simple choise
Hands-on,
Pen on paper
Triple check, the WRITTEN word
Or BLINDLY follow a modern computer screen?
Working 1 or the other...
Just where do I fit in?
Chaos abounds,
The elder needs, waites for not
In the chaos
I find myself questioning
Do I care for the money
Do I care for the quality of care
Just where can I make MY MARK?
8 yrs. of loyalty, quickly toss aside
Hessitant to trust any given employer again
In the end, just what is it that I seek?
The quality of the standards of care?
Or the quality of my own standards?
Conflicting battle, to be employd by which one?
One which chooses technology
Over compassion/ common sence
Yet, just may expect me to fix things
That I have no controll over
Or continue, the "old world ways"
Pen on paper, maintain the status quo?
Yet assure the quality controll?
Fixed in my own routine'
Lost, in the loss of routine
Paniking in what I "should do"
Paniking in what I "can do"
Frustrated, The care I give, needs no new system
Frustrated, The care I give, requires a new system
Capitulate, learn it on the dollar demand?
Capitulate, maintain it with pen in hand?
In the end,
It's the words,
It's the actions
Of the nurse on hand that counts
Just where will I fit in?
'Cause surely chaos will abound
Either way, it's the nurse
That sets the bounds
Either way, it's the nurse
That charts the sounds
Either way, its my accepted pay that counts
Either way, its the QUALITY that counts