Young Hearts Run Free (Straight Talk Live)

I have been getting out of my bed, checking my voicemail before the crack of dawn to make sure none of my nursing staff has called off and me rushing around to find a replacement, or pay someone time and a half to cover, or the last resort of my passion, me filling in, passing out medications, checking Traches, draining colotomy bags, making sure patients who are bed ridden are rotated, assisting a Patient Care Assocaite or a LPN with bathing, giving insulin injections, then between the clinical duties and checking in my office to make sure no calls from Medicare for services reimbursement, accounting services to makes sure my staff is not superseding my semi-quarter budgeting, approving vacation time, payroll request for uniform allowances, and conference calls with the CEO.      
                
Then getting up and jumping on my treadmill for a three-mile run at high intensity, and listening to silence, other than an occasional bird tweeting.                
               
Dressed, sliding behind my steering wheel in my car, transcribing clinical notes, on a handheld device, while driving, or given someone a sweet Grand Rising serenade in his ear, and I have not even reached my destination.                
               
Hello everyone, I suppose you are asking yourself okay so we know your daily duties and who does not have them when it pertains to employment, well since you asked, I have been riding that elevator behind me for over three years now from when I was promoted to take the position of Director Of Nursing in the state of New York from Philadelphia, and those elevators behind awaits my presence daily once I pass security, and prior to my day slowly unfolding, greeting some of my staggering staff on the elevator ride up.                
               
I greet my staff, make an appearance at the Nurse’s Triage Station to make sure everyone’s Grand Rising has been beneficial, then heading in the direction of my private office.                
               
All that occurs before 8:00am, this is the mental thesis of this Straight Talk live piece.                
               
Why does Americans politics enslave its working-class citizens until the day of crippling bones, unmanaged stress, pre-menopause/menopause, unforeseen illness, no time to smell the roses, from the womb to the cradle, to employment, right to the rocking chair then the casket. It’s sad to admit, but if you look at it, we are systematically programmed by an alarm clock and a Payroll log in, clock, where is the liberty in those possibilities, I am salaried, however, even waiting for declines time for the rendering services of my profession.                
               
Was this an elaborate plan regulated and then mandated by the founding forefathers, a hidden agenda in the Constitution; depopulate mass society as we thrive year after year to reach that American dream, of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness, I state that by factual accounts alone.    
                      
I will be thirty-three soon, and what I have described above, I cannot imagine me doing that same routine day in, and day out for another thirty years or so.          
           
Who made such a stipulation in the calling of time? We should work until we can no longer enjoy the fruits of our labor, weary bodies that have made it to the golden years of retirement are just too tied to sit back and bask in the glory of the sun.                
               
The government takes out money for Society Security or Medicare, then place a hold on your funds until you are what 62 and that is only to begin the process of receiving a monthly check that does not reach pass the paper for which it is written upon, once you receive aid of your monetary funds you have saved up for years, yet, you must ask of yourself, how long can you enjoy it, some of you still may have mortgages, the necessity of basic living needs has increased, then you must worry about, miscellaneous matters, which needs to be addressed in the form of payment, medication(s) if you are taking them, which must be purchased, and around the age of sixty years or more, you are just too tired to even want to live it up, your grandchildren at this point are now relying on you for their financial care or emotional support.                
               
I wish the retirement age could be lower to the age of fifty years old, you are more equipped, you still have time in your love, to travel, enjoy the reaps pleasure you have sown. Therefore, you can spend your 401-K as you see fit with no taxable penalties.                              
I oversee a multitude of geriatric residents daily, glimpsing their displayed despair, a dresser full of medications, a dethroned appearance now displayed with dentures, gray hairs, arthritic extremities, the loss of the most beautiful intellects at some point in time cannot seem to recall the stages of their life, I can only assume, in the essence of their eyes, lost hope, and a monthly stipends the government issues to a facility where the money never reaches their hands, slowly the values of their hard work, fatigued hands, financial gains are being siphoned from living in a nursing home, deductions for living expensive, living space, and transportation to and from physician appointments                
               
Let explore on my personal concepts with that being said.                
               
I wish there was a bill to place in the Senate to be put to a vote to lower retirement age, I think you would be able minded, and sound body to deal effectually with yourself, prepare for your kid's future, knowing you still have one in the process to enjoy at your leisure.                
               
It is a travesty then when you get to a certain age the money may or may not be there, due to political recession. I will stress to anyone, learn to live in the moment, maybe doleful eyes need to be opened, try visiting a nursing home, I have within the sphere of my profession/Medical/Mental Health, I have prayed over so many loves until the breath of life have been silenced, held onto frail hands as life quietly slipped away from Hospice care.                
               
Long Term Rehabilitation Patients or a Assisting Living Residents, all I seem to ask of myself, I truly hope that person lived a great life, had faith, and loved unto humanity.  
                         
If anyone who has or have a medical condition, the first thing you start to do is feel good about yourself, you do not know if days are numbered, you look at the world in a new perspective gaining an inner peace as you give credence unto a Sunrise and a Sunset, therefore, learn to accept yourself, as is, there is no rat race when you are only competing with self.                
           
Once being an ER Critical Care/Trauma Charge Nurse, Level III you learn to appreciate life, to fellowship with like-minded spiritual beings, I have never made it a habit or priority to associate with, envy, jealousy, or despair, they will drain your energy and leave you at the throne of no mercy when needed.                
               
In this day and age, we are heading into a new pioneer of politics, hold on to your sanity, this world is forever changing, roaming souls who inhabit, are either good or evil, sane or insane, hellish sent or heavenly scented. It is up to each and every one of us to make each other happy, forgive your errors, and always continue on.                
               
In my aura, my congregation of truth, faith, and universal love stand in my representation, I will always evolve within my water bearer of truth, seek drier grounds to make sure, you are safe in your journey, or look over those steep mountaintops, stop, and look back to assure you to move forward in your quest of peace or retreat and find a better path of spiritual enlighten, yes, the truth hurt, but it’s the necessity that moves us to the next phase of our life and that is mental, emotional, or divine rebirth.                            
Live every moment, Laugh every day, And Love with all your heart, and may your eyes seek the glory of self to improve and to inspire.                
               
And That Have Been A Straight Talk Live Piece                
               
Unto our soul's come together in this realm we call life, please be safe in your journey, have faith, smile and be kind to each other, always,                
               
Love and Hugs                
SKC Interim DON, APRN