Friday, September 26, 2008

Entitlement generation!

This is a letter that was posted on ERNursery's blog, and it is sad to see how people try to have everything done for them, and not step up and try to improve their situation with hard work. They just continue to live off the system cause it is easier than trying to find a job and actually work for your money. Very sad....check it out.

Dear Editor,>>

I am a nurse who has just completed volunteer working approximately 120 hours as the clinic director in a Hurricane Gustav evacuation shelter in Shreveport, Louisiana over the last 7 days.

I would love to see someone look at the evacuee situation from a new perspective. Local and national news channels have covered the evacuation and "horrible" conditions the evacuees had to endure during Hurricane Gustav. True - some things were not optimal for the evacuation and the shelters need some modification.

At any point, does anyone address the responsibility (or irresponsibility) of the evacuees?

Does it seem wrong that one would remember their cellphone, charger, cigarettes and lighter but forget their child's insulin?

Is something a miss when an evacuee gets off the bus, walks immediately to the medical area, and requests immediate free refills on all medicines for which they cannot provide a prescription or current bottle (most of which are narcotics)?

Isn't the system flawed when an evacuee says they cannot afford a $3 co pay for a refill that will be delivered to them in the shelter yet they can take a city-provided bus to Wal-mart, buy 5 bottles of Vodka, and return to consume them secretly in the shelter?

Is it fair to stop performing luggage checks on incoming evacuees so as not to delay the registration process but endanger the volunteer staff and other persons with the very realistic truth of drugs, alcohol and weapons being brought into the shelter?

Am I less than compassionate when it frustrates me to scrub emesis from the floor near a nauseated child while his mother lies nearby,watching me work 26 hours straight, not even raising her head from the pillow to comfort her own son?

Why does it insense me to hear a man say "I ain't goin' home 'til I get my FEMA check" when I would love to just go home and see my daughters who I have only seen 3 times this week?

Is the system flawed when the privately insured patient must find a way to get to the pharmacy, fill his prescription and pay his co pay while the FEMA declaration allows the uninsured person to acquire free medications under the disaster rules?

Does it seem odd that the nurse volunteering at the shelter is paying for child care while the evacuee sits on a cot during the day as the shelter provides a "daycare"?

Have government entitlements created this mentality and am I facilitating it with my work?

Will I be a bad person, merciless nurse or poor Christian if I hesitate to work at the next shelter because I have worked for 7 days being called every curse word imaginable, feeling threatened and fearing for my personal safety in the shelter?

Exhausted and battered.
S.H, RN

Sigh....that is why sometimes it is REALLY hard to show Christ-like compassion as a nurse to some people in the hospital...especially when you see it everyday. Though...some days are easier than others. Thankfully we have the power of the Holy Spirit to help us each day and God's word to continue to remind us to show Christ's love to everyone, whether they deserve it or not! If not, it would be impossible!

Shepherd.

3 comments:

PS said...

A powerful perspective from the front lines....

PS

Abby :) said...

It's a good thing anything we do is for the Lord and not to make sense in this twisted world.

Kristi said...

I've read this, too.
You know, from my small expereince working in our ER - and as I'm sure that Amee can attest to working in the ER - this doesn't surprise me in the least.
It's frustrating when people think "they're owed" everything or say they don't have money to buy their BP meds - yet they smoke a pack per day.
God does have to remind me that I'm like that, too, sometimes. It's so much easier to look at where someone else is sinning than where I am.