First book after becoming a licensed RN. A great choice for a positive and inspiring overview of a successful career.
Hadfield is honest with himself aFirst book after becoming a licensed RN. A great choice for a positive and inspiring overview of a successful career.
Hadfield is honest with himself and his readers. He recounts his entire career along with the steps and life choices that led him to become an astronaut and the first Canadian in charge of the International Space Station. The book is a well-tossed mixture of memoir, exposition of life lessons, and inside peek at the Space Program. It's a fast read and he gets just technical enough to wow the reader without being boring. He's so humble on top of all that. Most memoirs are all about the author being larger than life, so Hadfield's trip to the ISS is that much more surprisingly down to earth. ...more
A disappointing read for me. Given the title, I was hoping for a memoir of a visiting nurse primarily focused on the profession. The author has insteaA disappointing read for me. Given the title, I was hoping for a memoir of a visiting nurse primarily focused on the profession. The author has instead written a memoir of the years of her family's life on a small Scottish island, over full of adjective-laden weather descriptions with an occasional nursing story.
There was much left to be desired in the ordering of the vignettes, the lack of transition between them, and the absence of a theme to the tales to draw the reader in and keep the story centered. This book really has no backbone to bind it and thus feels like a personal journal or a memoir written for consumption by close associates only that someone put a "For Sale" sticker on. Not really recommended. ...more
Five star message, three star writing, still a must read. Sandberg is very brave. I'm glad I heard her voice. It's actually a relief to me that the reFive star message, three star writing, still a must read. Sandberg is very brave. I'm glad I heard her voice. It's actually a relief to me that the revolution isn't over and that I can be part of much needed change. I wonder if anyone feels the same......more
An excellent read. Recommended for any student of mental health, as it brought my textbook's chapter on schizophrenia to life with lessons on the diagAn excellent read. Recommended for any student of mental health, as it brought my textbook's chapter on schizophrenia to life with lessons on the diagnostic criteria and medication but most importantly the patient's experience of psychosis....more
Having recently finished President Obama's The Audacity of Hope and had the flames of love rekindled in hope for the future of my home country, thisHaving recently finished President Obama's The Audacity of Hope and had the flames of love rekindled in hope for the future of my home country, this book was a welcome and introspective look at the national identity of my other home. Mr. Ignatieff looks back through four generations of his family at the role each played in shaping the Canadian identity.
If you are reading this from America, you might be asking yourself "What Canadian identity?" with an incredulous look on your face. My answer to that would be "Exactly!" Ever since stepping foot in this expansive land, I have known deeply that something about it was fundamentally different than the US. But you have to look deeply to find it. Because for all exterior purposes, Canadians look just like Americans and the few minor differences have become cliques and frequent targets of comedians, eh?
With a swift pace that carries you along willingly, his retelling is filled with historical detail and the romantic imaginings of the bigger picture he is trying to paint. The theme of the book is carried very well throughout. The Canada that was always undescribable is, after this reading, much more at my fingertips. And political situations that used to make me scratch my head suddenly have come into the light.
And I particularly admire his humility upon what he calls "The Inheritance" of all these generations upon himself and what he feels is his responsibility to go forward for the good of Canada. The last chapter bears this same name and where every other chapter has drawn each ancestor in a larger than life fashion, Mr. Ignatieff chooses not to detail the accomplishments of his own years. Rather he looks forward to what he believes are the next hurdles for Canada as a nation.
Excellent and inspirational. I really liked it.
"The next morning... Grant awoke, rubbed his eyes and stepped out into bright sunshine. They had broken through the forest cover and he was standing on the edge of the Prairies.
'I found myself in Paradise,' Grant scribbled excitedly into his diary.
A vast whispering ocean of green grass, waist high, sprinkled with wildflowers, yellow, lilac and white, stretched to the horizon, perfectly flat, under a vast blue sky. The elemental stillness was broken only by the whispering grass and snatches of birdsong. There was not a building, not a fence, not a column of smoke in sight."...more
My second favourite book of Tilda's, after A Nurse's Story. And I can say that conclusively as I haveI've already been laughing out loud at page 50.
My second favourite book of Tilda's, after A Nurse's Story. And I can say that conclusively as I have read all of her books, even the latest. As always I love her stories and motherly nature, her honesty and keen observations, the way she brings all her experiences into the larger picture of nursing care and how it can improve. As I am about to enter nursing school this fall, Tilda excited me once again about my chosen career and got me all revved up to begin.
Read this book in the spring or summer. It's a perfect book for sitting on your lawn and imagining yourself at the cottage. The sounds of children and nature come alive while Tilda will regal you her experiences at several very different summer camps for children. You will feel like you are there, you will wish your kids could be there, you will see what true compassion is. ...more
A collection of stories from ICU nurses, many of them Canadian, giving little vignettes that highlight the struggles and blessings of being a nurse. TA collection of stories from ICU nurses, many of them Canadian, giving little vignettes that highlight the struggles and blessings of being a nurse. They are all heroes to me. Recommended for anyone interested in nursing!...more
The real picture of what it is to be a nurse. Sweet, sweat, bodily fluids and more.
This story by Tilda Shalof expresses part of the same journey she dThe real picture of what it is to be a nurse. Sweet, sweat, bodily fluids and more.
This story by Tilda Shalof expresses part of the same journey she describes in her book The Making of a Nurse. Only she wrote A Nurse's Story first and I read it second. Still very highly recommended -- for anyone with a stout heart that is.
It is perfectly titled. In each chapter she explores an area of nursing care:
* How the primary object nurses are known by is a bedpan and its infamous contents * Giving compassionate care without judgment * When is SO much care too much care * Graduation with a degree is only the beginning of the journey to becoming a nurse * Finding your niche within nursing * The complex complimentary and contradictory relationship between doctors and nurses * Keeping you as a person separate from you as a nurse: for sanity sake and the patient's sake
I was constantly surprised at her bravery and thankful for her sharing.
how she doesn't care who laughs or snickers at her opinions and what she feels strongly about -- how many decisions about end of life care are left in a nurse's hands -- how she able to label when she was defencive or angry and then use those situations to improve her care -- how determined she is to advance the profession of nursing and chuck out the bedpan -- how her natural inquisitiveness led to nursing research -- how she overcomes herself to become an awesome nurse
Once again she had me in tears on one page, my fingers wishing I could be part of a procedure on the next page. I'd read anything she wrote.
And I'm so immensely proud that she is out there speaking on our behalf with such optimism about our profession. I think that's what I love best about Tilda. She knows all the pros and cons of nursing, but she doesn't seem hardened by them. Her writing shows that she practices with immense hope and energy, all to the benefit of her work and patients. If only I could be one-quarter of the nurse she is one day.
If I live up to it, please put this quote from her book on my gravestone...
"She was a woman who conquered herself so that she could serve others."...more
Being that I just spent about ten minutes rummaging through all of Elizabeth Gilbert's quotes on Goodreads and marking oh about a dozen into my list oBeing that I just spent about ten minutes rummaging through all of Elizabeth Gilbert's quotes on Goodreads and marking oh about a dozen into my list of favorite quotes, I think that I can say with ease that I adored Eat Pray Love.
How very surprised I am to be identifying with this book a) some part of me hates reading the "it" book b) all the reviews i read talked so much about self-absorbed the author was
And yet I've already filled up an index card of bits that I could have written about myself.
while i can see the temptation to make it a bible for women's liberation, i think it is so much more than that. it is a story of personal liberation. that she was a woman is just an extra scoop of ice cream on an already delicious piece of cake.
i enjoyed reading this book because it became a source of genuine deep difficult introspection. i think liz would approve.
i leave with the most hopeful words i found in the book - all about the Augusteum in Rome.
“On my way back home I take a little detour and stop at the address in Rome I find most strangely affecting–the Augusteum. This big, round, ruined pile of brick started life as a glorious mausoleum, built by Octavian Augustus to house his remains and the remains of his family for all eternity. It must have been impossible for the emperor to have imagined at the time that Rome would ever be anything but a mighty Augustus-worshiping empire. How could he possibly have foreseen the collapse of the realm? Or, known that, with all the aqueducts destroyed by barbarians and with the great roads left in ruin, the city would empty of citizens, and it would take almost twenty centuries before Rome ever recovered the population she had boasted during her height of glory?
Augustus’s mausoleum fell to ruins and thieves during the Dark Ages. Somebody stole the emperor’s ashes–no telling who. By the twelfth century, though, the monument had been relocated into a fortress for the powerful Colonna family, to protect them from Assaults by various warring princes. Then the Augusteum was transformed somehow into a vineyard, then a Renaissance garden, then a bullring (we’re in the eighteenth century now), then a fireworks depository, then a concert hall. In the 1930s, Mussolini seized the property and restored it down to its classical foundations, so that it could someday be the final resting place for his remains. (Again, it must have been impossible back then to imagine that Rome could ever be anything but a Mussolini-worshiping empire.) Of course, Mussolini’s fascist dream did not last, nor did he get the imperial burial he’d anticipated.
Today the Augusteum is one of the quietest and loneliest places in Rome, buried deep in the ground. The city has grown up around it over the centuries (one inch a year is the general rule of thumb for the accumulation of time’s debris). Traffic above the monument spins in a hectic circle, and nobody ever goes down there–from what I can tell–except to use the place as a public bathroom. But the building still exists, holding its Roman ground with dignity, waiting for its next incarnation.
I find the endurance of Augusteum so reassuring, that this structure has had such an erratic career, yet always adjusted to the particular wildness of the times. To me, the Augusteum is like a person who’s led a totally crazy life–who maybe started out as a housewife, the unexpectedly became a widow, then took up fan-dancing to make money, ended up somehow as the first female dentist in outer space, and then tried her hand at national politics–yet who has managed to hold an intact sense of herself throughout every upheaval.
I look at the Augusteum, and I think that perhaps my life has not actually been so chaotic, after all. It is merely this world that is chaotic, bring changes to us all that nobody could have anticipated. The Augusteum warns me not to get attached to any obsolete ideas about who I am, what I represent, whom I belong to, or what function I may once have intended to serve. Yesterday I might have been a glorious monument to somebody, true enough–but tomorrow I could be a fireworks depository. Even in the Eternal City, says the silent Augusteum, one must always be prepared for riotous and endless waves of transformation.”...more