I'll Strike for My Patients and My Profession

We hoped that it wouldn't come to this. We sat at the bargaining table in good faith that we could come to a meeting of the minds. I'm sorry to say that it has turned nasty. The media has again listened only to what they can hear from management. In managements eyes we are "greedy and nasty". The truth is we are greedy. We are taking a stand for our patients. We refuse to back down in the drive to provide excellent care and put our patients first.
Eastern Maine Medical Center is located in Bangor, Maine. It is a 411 bed facility which serves the mid to upper state of Maine. We have received many awards for patient care and satisfaction. To me these are the only awards that I hold dear. The only ones that mean something to me. I know what care is given within this hospital. Our nurses are top notch.

I don't care if we get awards for being the "most wired hospital", nor do I really care if we are the honey's of the "Joint Commission". I mostly say "okay, cool" when we get these awards and go on with my day. Inside these walls are some of the most caring nurses I have ever worked with. Nurses all over this country work hard. Nursing is more than a career. It is who we are. If you know a nurse you know what I mean. If you are a child of a nurse you have a completely different perception of what a nurse is. Nurses are the backbone of the hospital. We assess, treat, provide comfort and care, perform skills independently. No longer are we the doctors handmaidens of the past. We work side by side with our physicians, together as a team.

So why are we striking? Our contract is up. We came to the bargaining table with complete faith that we could make changes that would keep our patients safe. Please notice that I say "our" and not the. We take ownership of our care and our patients. Our nurses are overworked. The nurse to patient ratio on the floors has become dangerous. In ICU we have ratios that are safe. 1 nurse to every 1-2 patients. This is a workable ratio for us. On the floors there can and often is 1 nurse to 5-7 patients. The nurses can't answer call bells, assess patients, give meds, pass trays, call Dr's, update families, check on labs, call results, treat for pain, and be there to support our patients. We are transferring sicker patients out of the ICU sooner. These patients would go to step down units in many other hospitals. Over worker and stressed nurses have more med errors, more call in's due to illness, and burnout. We are striking for Safe Patient Staffing Levels.

We stand untied. We stand in the rain. We are cold and wet but with smiling faces.

We stand together. We stand strong. We stand in a line all the way down the street.

Ted stands with us. We have support from family and friends. We have support from patients that know what we are fighting for.

I'm so proud of my sisters and brothers.

We have support from the community. The honks made us louder. The more honks the more nurses cheering.

To the haters out there. To the ones who have listened to the media not the facts. No we aren't after money. No raise is even mentioned in the contract. We want this message to be clear. We are for our patients. We want to provide safe care. We are standing in the rain for you. To management, come to the table in good faith. You hired scab nurses many months ago in preparation of breaking our spirit and our Union. Be fair, we will work with you. None of us wanted to be here now. We want to have a good relationship with you. Now to the scab nurses that came from out of state. You know who you are. My thoughts are with you as you travel back to your family for the holiday. Stay safe. Think about what you did and may you have the support of nurses in your community when you need it. I know this post has nothing to do with farming, animals or homesteading. It just has to be said. Love a nurse.

Much Love and Prayers from Mainely Ewes Farm.

Why Do You Blog?

Did you ever wonder what was the first blog? Where did they start? Wikipedia dates the first blog back to the ancient times, 1999. I guess in the scheme of the internet that is ancient.

Do you remember the first blog that you read? I remember my first. I was amazed. I thought that it was such a great creation. I stumbled upon it by complete accident. It was "Kentucky Hollers". The woman described her life on a homestead. She told her story, how she left with her daughters and moved all the way across the United States to start over on a small farm in Kentucky. I was so enchanted that I scrolled back to the very beginning and read her story. Her strength encouraged me. She was able to repair, rehab and build so much. I used her side bar and read other blogs. I was hooked. So many people with such varied stories and reasons to blog. There was a whole world out there. People with stories to tell. People living and working through hard times, sad times, and even good times. They shared their stories with complete strangers. And we read them. We even became friends, encouraging each other, crying with each others losses and pain, laughing with their joy. Voyeurism of sorts I suppose. A glimpse into others lives.

I wanted to blog too. I wanted to create my story. Why? Did I have a story? As I sat there thinking that we had just moved to Maine, onto a farm and started rehabbing an old farmhouse. Grand kids were being born. Kids moving home and away again. Firsts of so many kinds. That was the beginning to my story, my blog. I have never been a journal keeper. I tried as a kid with a diary. That got really dull fast for me. Hey, I went to school, came home and then went back to school. Woo Hoo.

We all have stories. We grow as people. I find it amazing to read other blogs. I call you guys my "blog friends". We may not be able to pick each other out in a crowd but we know little tid bits of each others lives. We pray for each other when times are tough. We help out with donations when hard times hit and the mortgage can't be met. We send gift baskets and treats. I love the giveaways that some have, the items and crafts others have for sale. I have gotten soap from Peggy, goat pin cushions from Lisa, pottery from Tonya. We even had a visit from Tracy and her mom Jo Ann from Washington. Wow, the more I think about it the world is really a very small place. Made even smaller by the internet.

Now that we have these stories. Stories of our lives what do we do with them? Do we just leave them on the internet? Can the internet just disappear? Will our stories just go away one day in some mass computer glitch? I want my story to last. Something to hold on to and pass on. Just think about the feeling you get when you run across some old letters up in the attic. You sit there and read with wonder about another time. A time when life went at a slower pace. Cars were a new invention or fad. What will our future be like when our blog stories are read. What will they say? Oh my, look at the old trucks and tractors. Look at what my great great great grandmother did.

Last year I was doing my regular blog reading and I was at Thistle Cove Farm reading Sandra's blog. She is inspirational and gives words of wisdom that I love. She mentioned a web site that would take your blog posts, pictures, and comments, put them into book form. A book that you can hold in your hands. I went onto the Blog2print web site and it was so easy. Now each year I have the blog printed out and it magically appears in the mail. Now my story is here in my hands to pass on.

Why do you blog?

Much Love and Prayers from Mainely Ewes Farm

Shearing...NO WAY!

Hi everyone. I am Esther and I have something to say. We are sporting a longer fleece this winter. I personally like the longer look. I have a beautiful crimping to my fleece. The other sheep think this is a fine way to spend the winter. We are looking forward to a warmer than usual winter. Honestly, after the fall shearing we are a bit chilly. It takes time for our fleece to come in. I kind of like this style. Maybe the sheep will decide to only get shorn in the spring. Completely cut out that fall shearing. I think we may form a union and put this into our demands. While we are at it, a scoop of grain each morning. Yes, and none of that alfalfa cube stuff. We want only orchard grass. Well, these were just some of our demands. We were feeling quite proud of ourselves. Then, out of the blue the UPS truck pulled into the driveway. At first we were just mildly curious. A box arrived from Premier. What could this be?

" Oh, no. This can't be happening. That is the Premier 4000 shears complete with extra combs. What do you think Echo?"

"Look out ladies. Your beautiful long locks are coming to an end."

"Run for the hills. I don't want to get a shearing. I want to keep my beautiful fleece. Run girls."

Nah, we aren't shearing this late into the season. No worry Esther. Your beautiful fleece is safe this winter. We are getting ready for spring shearing. We are going to take a shearing class offered in the spring by the University of Main Extension. I don't think we could do any worse than last years shearer. I know we will be more careful and cut the sheep less. We were thinking about getting the stand and shearing them on that. We can shear a sheep a day if necessary. The spring fleece is in such bad shape that it is mostly a throw out fleece anyway. Hay from the winter will accumulate and make it unusable. Great practice. Shearing should be very interesting. Maybe a bit comical and I know back breaking. Boy, I can't wait.

"Oh no, do goats get shorn?"

Much Love and Prayers from Mainely Ewes Farm

Getting Ready for the Winter While Having a Little Fun

We never have a dull moment here on the farm. Everyone likes to get in on the fun and do a little entertainment. What do you do with left over candy from Halloween? Well we left it in a bowl in the living room. That way anyone can just help themselves. Evidently, Emma and Lucy understood this and did a little helping themselves to a few lollipops. No sense hiding the evidence Emma. I see that lollipop stick hanging out of your mouth. Don't give me those poor pitiful me eyes. I don't blame her I love cherry lollipops too.
After a little fun it's back to work. Our plan was to get the heaters under and in the water troughs and containers to prevent solid freezing. We have had a few mornings with a thick ice sheet in the goat and sheep troughs. A couple of hits with a fist and all is well. It won't be long till they will freeze and it won't be so easy to break and allow the animals to get fresh water. We spent the morning putting the chicken water on a heater.

Changing the shavings in the laying boxes. I put diatomaceous earth in the bottom of the boxes to prevent mites and apply a thick warm layer of shavings to give the girls something cozy to lay in.

We keep layering the coop with shavings to keep the girls warm in the upcoming months. They are all curious about the new shavings and begin immediately to scratch around for anything interesting and possibly edible.

Outside to change the bucks water to a bucket with a built in heater.

Everything is all ready to go. Hopefully, we will have a few weeks before we have to plug in and drain the electric grid. Just a forewarning, we may have circulating brown outs in the area when we do plug in. To Bangor and the surrounding area, we humbly apologize in advance.

We cut up a fallen tree getting it ready to split for firewood. The tractor came in handy moving the huge logs. It was a muddy day. We still have standing water and rain again today.

The thermometer may have said 40 outside, but it was windy and damp making us chilled. What better way to warm up. A nice wood stove fire, warm apple cider and fresh baked onion and cheese bread. Yum and Aaaaahhhhh........

For a few more updates from the farm. I have finally gotten on day shift and have much more energy. The added energy is wonderful. Now when I have days off I'm not sleeping and tired. I enjoy the time and interaction that I have with my patients and their family. There is such a sense of satisfaction. I love my job. I actually look forward to going to work. We got a call from our carpenter and he had to postpone reinstalling the stairs due to flu. We hope he is getting better. As soon as possible I will post the living room completion. Like I say, never a dull moment. Take care and stay warm. Much Love and Prayers from Mainely Ewes Farm.

Dining Room Renovation Completed

We have been very busy this past two months. Blogging has taken a back burner to life. Working inside and outside. Trying to keep a balance. We have lived on this farm for three years now. The floors in the living room and dining room have been bare wood. The planks are wide pine raw wood. It has been difficult to keep clean and very dusty. This is the before picture. We dreaded having to move all of the furniture out. Plain white walls are so boring. We figured we would work on the whole room at the same time.

We moved everything out and into the living room. Needless to say, that left little room for us to sit but what a great time to start. The weather was still warm and we could keep windows open for ventilation.
We didn't have to strip any old stain or paint off. The floors only needed a good sanding. Off to Home Depot to the rental department. The sander can be a bit aggressive so Ted kept it in line. I was completely happy taking pictures.
We applied the same stain that we used upstairs. Provincial by Minwax. One major problem that we had, only one bathroom. The bathroom is directly off of the dining room. Yes, the stain had to dry overnight. So did the 4 coats of Polyurethane. Thank heavens we live off of the road and it gets very dark.
Then came the painting. We picked the colors by taking the curtains into Home Depot for a color match. If you have never done this, try it. It is so cool and a great way to get a perfect match. If you have never painted red you have yet to live. We even bought the paint with the dark primer to decrease the number of coats needed to cover. Well, it started out pink and scared the poo out of us. It took a total of 3 coats to cover and look good. Oh and yes, red paint is difficult to get off me too. We were told that regular colors have about 5 ounces of pigment and red has 12 ounces of pigment. Education at Home Depot.

We were so excited when everything was moved back and the room was completed. My old dining room table was to small. We moved it upstairs to an empty room. It will be great to use when I get back to braiding wool rugs this winter. This oak table can seat eight for those big holiday dinners.

The cat was a special decorative touch. I will post the living room reveal later this week. The carpenter will be bringing the handrails and spindles to reinstall. I can't wait to see the finished room. The floors came out better than we could expect.

Much Love and Prayers from Mainely Ewes Farm.

Love in the Air- No That's Buck Scent

Yes, there is a strong scent in the air. The boys are becoming adult bucks. They spend their days butting heads and showing each other who is the better man. All summer long the air has been pure and clean smelling. Now as we approach the buck pen there is a definite change in the air. A strong but not necessarily annoying odor. The scent of male goats otherwise know as Buck Scent. Both boys are in rut. In full rut. Bucky still has the innocent look of a young buck but he acts like a teen, preening, acting out, stomping his feet when he doesn't get his way.

Teddy is a bit bigger but still sweet. Both boys have loving personalities. That is until the ladies act the least bit interested. Then the teen boy comes out.

Just like teen boys who apply their cologne, so does Teddy. Unlike teen boys Teddy's cologne comes from spraying urine on his face and beard. Hence the Buck scent. It may sound disgusting to some humans.

However, to the young ladies in the next pen the boys smell oh so wonderful. Just like teen girls they ignore the boys until a commotion is made. I can hear the girls saying, "that Teddy is so cute. What do you think?" That smell drives the girls wild.

We are going to keep the post PG rated here. We brought Sophie into the barn with a little bribe of food. Teddy was right there ready to do his gentlemanly duty. However, today was just not the day. We will try again this afternoon with another date.

We are dealing with two factors here. The goats are both virgins. The owners have never had to arrange a "date" before. We are hoping that they can figure it out. I know that when Mother Nature says the time is right, things will proceed as well. We will keep you updated.

Much Love and Prayers from Mainely Ewes Farm.