Today we had a lecture about 'Power and Empowerment'. I foresaw me puking up everywhere, but thankfully it was one of my favourite lecturers so it was alright, in the end.
We got onto the Carl Rogers bollocks idea of: 'When do you feel most empowered? Who empowers you? How do you stay empowered?'*
The above (and below) asterisk information may be quite flippant, but it's half true. I empower, as I believe in myself. Maybe this is a good example of self-realisation in the Maslowe sense. It's certainly concerned with my personal ideas being in step with the image I portray. So, I empower myself. What helps? Being flippant, to be honest. And being in the thick of things. I'm a male nurse working in the adult sphere. I'm pretty rare, and it's a big challenge, and that gets me out of bed every morning more than the 8:30am showing of Frasier.
I stay empowered by frequently challenging myself and never hiding away in a comfort zone. My next ward is elderly Cardiology and Rhumetology. Originally, I wasn't looking forward to the elderly context. It's not an area I particularly love nor want to work in once I'm qualified. But I need to challenge myself, so that shall be an interesting adventure.
I will, as ever, keep you informed.
* My answers: All the fucking time, me and raw charisma were not utterly well in keeping with the lecture's ideas.
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Tuesday, 1 April 2008
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