Yep, this here is a new poem about a topic that is forever bugging me.
Cell Phone Use Abuse
Cell Phone use at work
This is what I saw,
So many gross transgressions
That really stuck in my craw,
I'm talking about the bedside hours
On break-time, you can do as you like,
But if you're in charge of my dear Aunt Betty
Your cell phone needs to take a hike.
I saw nurses watching movies
During their hours of work,
In an ICU with 14 beds
And the Charge Nurse acting like a clerk,
I witnessed nurses standing at bedside
With a 1-to-1 critical dude,
Three or four life-support devices
With the nurse in a Facebook mood.
I watched Big Tom in action
Handheld pressure on a bleeder,
Cell Phone in his other hand
He’s a gun collector reader,
Reviewing the latest pistol loads
Checking on the competition,
His patient favors rifles, he says;
No word on the bleeding condition.
Then there are the photo snaps
Innocent in their intent,
Immediately posted on the web
Too late when it comes to repent,
Regarding the failure of permission
Protected information and image,
Massive punishment and fines
And your license was lost in the scrimmage.
I attended the same Orientation
Which employees must all endure,
They emphasize safety and infection control
And go on a hospital tour,
Credentials are checked, experience reviewed
And a session on Cell Phone Use,
Clear and bold is the statement
No tolerance for cell phone abuse.
Well, that is a policy rarely enforced
Much to the detriment of many institutions,
Punishment should follow two warnings
That is the only solution,
Yet there is an occasional hospital
Where cell phone usage is under control,
That is where my Aunt Betty
Has a better chance of becoming whole.
