Showing posts with label occupational therapy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label occupational therapy. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

State Supervision Requirements for Occupational Therapists and OT Assistants

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The occupational therapy field in the United States has an amazing certification organization called the NBCOT - National Board for Certification in Occupational Therapy. I was on their website today because they are having a slogan contest, and I wanted to see if they had posted info on it there. While I was surfing their site, I came across some really great info I want to share with you. It will come in very handy if you have questions about supervision of OT assistants, especially in remote areas.

NBCOT has provided a one-stop reference to all the state practice acts regarding supervision, which is titled,

An Overview of State Regulatory Supervision Requirements for Occupational Therapy Assistants

It is available through the following link:


 http://www.nbcot.org/pdf/statutes_and_regulations.pdf

How helpful! Thank you, NBCOT!

PS - I copied today's  email about the slogan contest in case you did not receive it:

OTR/COTA Pride Slogan Contest Announcement:


Occupational therapists across the nation tell us how much they value their NBCOT certification and the value it creates for the profession.  We want to capture that value in a new slogan and invite you, our OTRs and COTAs, to share your ideas.  


The Contest
Submitting one or more slogan entries that capture the pride and value of being OTR/COTA certified by NBCOT in seven words or less! 


The Prizes
Grand Prize: A new Apple iPad 2 - 16 GB Wi-Fi model 
Second Prize: iPod Touch - 16 GB model 
Third & Forth Prize: iPod Shuffle


When
NBCOT will accept entries until September 6, 2013.  Winners will be announced October 30, 2013.  


How to Enter
Go to https://www.surveymonkey.com/s/OTRCOTAslogan to submit your slogan entry(s). 


Official Rules
All entries will become the property of the National Board for Certification in Occupational Therapy.  No purchase is necessary to participate.  Contestants must be 18 or older.  The contest runs between August 20, 2013 and September 6, 2013. Winning entries will be selected by a panel of judges and winners will be notified by email.  Winners will be required to sign a release and affidavit of eligibility.  Odds are determined by the number of entries.  The approximate retail price of the prizes does not exceed $5,000.  Void where prohibited by law

Wednesday, July 10, 2013

New Place, New Challenges

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I'm in a new place!

Good bye, California, I have loved exploring you. Hello, Washington, show me your finest!


I'm staying in a metro area with lovely friends I met in the Midwest and am commuting about 50 minutes west toward the coast. The town to which I am assigned reminds me of the small Midwestern communities in which I have spent a chunk of my career. Many of the older folks grew up there and spent most of their lives within a several hour range of there. They are good, hard working people living simple lives, beacons of light making their communities a better place.

The assignment...is a challenge. Let's just say the state is involved and there are many problems to correct. The building is beautiful and has one of the largest and most well stocked rehab departments in which I have worked in quite a while. Despite the nice paint job and the manicured gardens, I walk through the front door into a dimly lit deserted corridor. Room after room is empty. The remaining residents have been moved to the back of the building following a mass exodus of residents from the facility.

I feel an undercurrent of unease. There is no therapy staff in the building to orient me or the new travel PT who has arrived at the appointed time. I spend my first hour in the building answering call lights because the office is locked.

The Director is a no-show that day (and the next). The tech (her son) shows up a couple hours later but is of little assistance. He goes to morning meeting then spends the rest of his time in the office on his cell phone. There is another travel OT who has been there for three or four days, and a permanent PT with very limited long term care experience who has been in the US for about 8 months.

This is the kind of assignment in which I am so very glad that I am not a new grad!!

It has trouble written all over it.

It's a new place, and I will give it a chance.
Having been around the block, though, I am already concerned...











Monday, April 23, 2012

Healing in All Forms

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I'm at the three week mark,



almost a month, in this new assignment...

I can't believe it!


This is a really great place.


I've come to enjoy how easy it can be to do therapy when you have all  
  • the staff (5 OTs/5 PTs/1 ST)
  • equipment (anything we need)
  • beautiful living environment  (clean, quiet, well decorated, like a hotel)
  • and support (manageable caseloads and efficiency standard/tech/great Director)

that is possible in a company.


It’s nice to have an easy  assignment!!


In addition to work, I'm enjoying visits with my parents every weekend, laughter and deep life discussions with my many siblings, and working on a small cottage my twin and I purchased near mom and dad. I’m connecting with dear friends from the area. Family is why I have returned.


I loved California so very much. Although it was difficult to leave there, I am grateful for this time with my family and lifelong friends.


It's amazing how when we make a change, our schedules and daily priorities can shift!


At times during the week, I find myself

 lonely.



It is natural when one is in a new assignment. It is easy to connect with the patients. It's not always easy to make new friends right away. In fact, I found that the point at which you really make a good friend is about the four-month mark, just after I have extended... It just seems to happen that way…for me, anyway.


Something happened today that lessened the loneliness.


Today, I had the pleasure of co-treating with a physical therapist with whom I have had limited contact.  Our patient, Eva, admitted on Thursday evening last week following a hip revision (a re-do) in which the ortho surgeon actually broke her femur as he was trying to get her original hardware out.






To top it off, when I evaluated Eva on Friday, she was having hallucinations from her medications and was unable to keep food or fluids down. She required max x 2 for all tasks (that means she needed almost total help for moving in bed, dressing, toileting and standing). She could not cognitively follow the NWB order (non-weight bearing) on her leg.


She was just a mess.


I came in this morning (Monday) a few minutes after the PT had arrived. We gently guided Eva from lying in the bed to sitting up, allowing her to do as much as possible. The PT was on one side of the bed facing Eva’s back, and I was on the other in front of her. As soon as I saw the PT place hands lightly on Eva’s shoulders to guide her, I knew immediately that she was a fellow energy worker.


It was the intention she used. It was lovely!


“Do you do energy work?” I asked her.


She looked me in the eye. I smiled. She smiled back.


“Yes.”


“I’m a Reiki practitioner,” I revealed. I was so happy to find someone like me. It’s the same way I feel when I meet a twin, or a person from a large family, or a person who loves the same out-of-the-way places and activities that I like. Or a kindred spirit like Elsje, a talented ST I met through writing this blog.


“You’re one of only two people who have noticed this in all my years of doing PT.”


Eva began struggling with nausea and pain. We moved from our conversation to supporting her with healing intentions. What followed has few words to describe.


Our focus became only about silently providing Eva with the highest level of support to assist her in moving past this difficult place in which she found herself. We moved in tandem as if we knew what the other was thinking without speaking. Eva reached a point in which she could sit nearly unsupported; however, we both kept hands on her as she began a series of deep, thrusting dry heaves and began vomiting.


I have to admit here that I have never been able to deal with vomit, except when my children were young. I could hold a cool cloth to their heads and take care of them without blinking an eye. When it comes to any other person in the world, my hyperactive gag reflex kicks in and I will lose it if I am in the presence of someone losing their lunch.


We were in such a deep and almost meditative place of providing support for Eva that in a surreal way, it was the first time I didn’t bolt for the door and call for a nurse. It was as if the three of us were surrounded by Divine support and guidance. It’s difficult to imagine that a scene such as this could be a spiritual experience, but it was.


It was about caring for someone else at the most basic level – and really, it’s about why we are all here. It’s about loving humankind. We intended God’s highest and holiest healing for her, and it took us out of the “now” moment of oh-my-gosh-she’s-puking to a place  I can’t describe.


In a few minutes, Eva made a remarkable change.


She was able to get dressed with assistance, make an amazingly improved transfer following her weight bearing status from the bed to the wheelchair and then pushed the wheelchair to the therapy department.


If you had seen this woman at the beginning of the treatment, you would never have guessed she would be able to do this.


I am convinced  that something very meaningful occurred,  that it propelled Eva’s healing…and that it came from a Presence much greater than either of us.





What IF …

each day

we intend

the highest and holiest healing

of EVERY ONE?

Sunday, March 4, 2012

Whimsical Insight from Steven Tyler

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I was writing one evening while listening to American Idol, and I just want to share a paraphrase of this great quote from Steven Tyler...

"We're all just
bozos on the bus
until we find a way
to express ourselves."


So true!!

Have you found your way?


Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Lesson of the Day (Thanks, Syn!): "Enjoy the Funk"

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So, today, I had a tough time being positive. At moments that I had to fight being a real bitch! I'm sure that Dan, the PT, would agree with me. He has to put up with me all day long.

I had posted a note to friends on Facebook this morning:

Needing to look for the positive today,
the negative wants to seep in!!

I spent the day trying to close my ears to the crazy activity outside the rehab department. They moved all the "yellers" to the the two rooms closest to the rehab department. The three former yellers I wrote about last fall aren't really yellers anymore! These are new yellers. Two of them have alcoholic dementia. One is a woman who has lived like a princess, and she's not used to having to wait a bit for service.


I was beleaguered by the time I got home. After checking email, I found a few lovely replies to my morning post on Facebook. I want to share this one with you (compliments of Syn, thank you, girl!)
 
It gave me a different perspective of feeling this way:
 
"Rather than battle difficult personalities, I have come to accept that some people are just good examples of bad examples. Similarly, I have come to believe that a lot of good may be gained in allowing a funk room to be itself, to run its course. I am a big believer in allowing ourselves to feel what we feel (good or bad) and simply be discerning about how we interpret the feelings. I am not a proponent of forcing our minds to focus on the positive when a helpful lesson may be gained through a bit of stewing about the negative. Sometimes a negative inner voice has an important point to make. In my view, authenticity and quiet discernment trump positivity. So enjoy the funk and the lesson it may be trying to communicate. :)"
 
So, let it run its course.
 
That makes me feel better already.

Thursday, January 12, 2012

Grand!

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My assignment should have ended tomorrow. 18 weeks. I can't believe I have been here 18 weeks. (I've extended until the end of March!)

I remember my first week here.

The noise from the residents with dementia was overstimulating. The well-meaning staff had not been trained how to deal effectively with behaviors.

Remember this little chicklet at the Royal Wedding?  This was how I felt, too, for the first few weeks of this assignment!




I'm happy to report that it's gotten much better.


In fact, if you review the blog I linked to above, you'll remember the tiny  lady, Lizzie, who cruises her wheelchair down the hall singing, "Dum dum dum dum dum" and "By by by by byyyyy."

Nonstop!

The most curious thing happened with her. I sat at her table the other evening when I was working with her tablemate on another ADL (activity of daily living), feeding. I started talking with her, and she could hold quite a conversation.

I realized something...I had not given her the benefit of the doubt!

I had simply resented her for making noise.  I had not made the attempt to figure out what made her tick. I had made no connection with her until now.

After that dinner, she recognized me when I passed in the hall. I stopped and greeted her, held her hand for a moment several times this week. I realized yesterday that her behaviors have curbed quite a bit over the last month or so.

Until tonight.

I was trying to get the heck out out of the building in 8 hours! (Isn't every SNF like a black hole?!) I was banging out my billing and daily docs on Casamba when I heard her singing down the hall. The sound was getting closer and closer. I knew she was headed to the exit door, and I prayed to God she wasn't going to set off the alarm!

 

Instead of heading straight toward the alarmed door, she wheeled right into the rehab department toward me.

"Well, Lizzie! How are you?"

I gave up all hope of leaving quickly. She had the sweetest smile on her face. I asked her about dinner. She told me she had a lovely dinner with her family even though I know she had been in the dining room with all the other residents. She talked about her son and the rest of her family.

Finally, I told her I needed to get the paperwork done so I could leave. "It's been so nice to see you!"

I really meant it.

She took my hand and stroked it. (I just love those tactile little old ladies.)

"You're a grand person..." and she lifted my hand and kissed it.

I've had people compliment me, but I've never had anyone tell me that I am grand.

She melted my heart.  Really.

She made my day.

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Saying Goodbye

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Elizabeth had been at "the home" for 2 months, fluctuating between major decline and rallying to get back home with Lloyd. Those two were one of the handful of couples I have met during my career who gazed into each other's eyes after 60 years as if they had just fallen in love.

In fact, Lloyd told his cousin when he was 16, and Elizabeth 14, that he was going to marry that "pretty little thing" who was visiting her grandparents on the coast from her home in Sacramento.

He did, 3 years later. Lloyd is one of the most devoted husbands I have ever met. He visited our facility twice a day for the 2 months Elizabeth was rehabbing.

It became a struggle to make progress. She went into what we in the industry call "failure to thrive."  It means what it says.

Lloyd and I had moments during the last several weeks in which we knew Elizabeth would not return to her former state. My mission evolved from rehabbing her to home to dealing with more basic issues like making sure she did not choke when she ate and positioning her in bed to prevent decubitus ulcers.

We could no longer "skill" her for rehab. That means we had treated every area we could, and there was no longer anything else we could do.

Lloyd planned to take her home last Thursday, December 29. That morning, one of the aides informed me that she had already been assisted to his car. I knew I had to say goodbye.

I ran to the car and rapped on the passenger window. Lloyd was still inside signing her release. Elizabeth was so frail she could not reach to open the door, so I eased the door open and leaned in beside her.

We looked into each other's eyes. We smiled deeply. I told her what it meant to me that I had the privilege to know her. She told me she would never forget me. We hugged, knowing it would be the last time we would see each other. Lloyd's sister sat in the driver's seat and wept.

I left town after Thursday and returned late last night. I was treating a new patient in the gym this morning when one of the aides walked down to inform me that Lloyd was in the building. Elizabeth had passed away Friday morning, the day after she returned home.


Lloyd stopped by the rehab department, and we held each other tight for a moment. We recounted precious moments, like when he brought photos of their life together when they were young, how hard she worked in therapy, how devoted she was as a wife and mother, and how happy she was to return home. "She was so happy to look around all the rooms and see all the things she had collected over the years," he said.

" Lloyd.....you got her home. That was such a gift for her."

He agreed.

I knew it wasn't the time and place to cry, so we said goodbye, and I went back to my treatment and squeezed back tears.

Tonight, though, I figure it's just fine to feel emotional. Elizabeth had held on through so many days just to go home with her husband. She made it! It took everything she had. She barely held on each day so that she could leave this world from her own home. With her loving husband by her side.

Elizabeth and Lloyd touched my life in such a deep and simple way. We had a connection that many people never find in their work.

That is why I work with older people in a skilled nursing facility. It's not a glamorous place, but of all the environments in which I have worked, it is by far the most satisfying.

I get the privilege to share my days with people like Elizabeth and Lloyd.

God bless you, Elizabeth. Rest in peace!



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Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Resolving at New Years....

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People are quite divided on the topic of setting resolutions for New Year's Eve. How about shifting the "I have to lose 30 pounds this year" at New Year's Eve to

"I'm going to track my progress
toward living life as fully as possible
right now."

Think of it like you're writing a Plan of Care for your patients, only you're writing your Plan of Care for your life.

Set a goal!

Worried that you're not going to reach it already? Set more than one! I set goals for health, family, financial, travel, spiritual and professional every year. At the end of the year, if I have reached half of them, I'm pretty happy!

Part of my list this year: become a better kayaker, gut and renovate a small cottage near my parents, plant a huge garden, walk El Camino de Santiago in Spain, finish writing a CEU course on rehab in long term care, and meditate more. Oh, and take a little more time off between assignments....

Write it down.

I've heard promotional speakers say that 5% of the population sets goals every year and only 3% write them down. That's like signing a contract. It ties you more closely to what you want. I can tell you that during years that I have written goals down, I have made them happen far better than years when I have not.

Make it happen.

Do it! Keep your eye on your prize. We attract that which on which we put our focus. Really. Try it. It's that simple.

Review the list regularly.

Each month, I pull the list off the fridge. Sometimes, I have checked off when I have accomplished a goal. Sometimes I don't. The important thing is that I turn my vision to what I want to accomplish. My brain starts ticking about the steps needed to reach the goals.

It's not work!  It's fun. It's life.

Don't beat yourself up if you don't reach certain goals. It's counter-productive. In fact, think of it like this (in the words of my favorite poet, Kahlil Gibran)

The significance of a man
is not in what he attains
but in what he longs to attain.

Monday, December 12, 2011

3 Tips for Dementia Management

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Every building in which I've had the pleasure - and challenge - to work has provided a blank canvas from which to jump start my
"therapeutic art." I sum up the personalities, diagnoses, and behavior problems from the start.

 
I've learned that the majority of behavior problems in long term care (and at home) are caused by folks with cognitive decline. Because the diagnosis of "dementia" in patient charts is rarely defined to the actual diagnosis, I decided several years ago to research dementia management in order to provide better care to my patients with cognitive decline. Since then, I have learned a lot!

Here, my friends, are three great tips for managing someone with dementia:

Three Tips for Managing Someone with Dementia:
  • Identify the type of dementia
  • Learn about the individual
  • Modify former leisure interests/avocations to help the individual engage in functional activities with less acting out!

 Identify the Type of Dementia:
When I was a student years ago, I had no idea how many forms of dementia there were. Take a look! I've added links to all the reference sources I used, yet there are many more resources on the internet....the main thing to remember is that each disease has slightly different symptoms, so if you have a family member or patient who is demonstrating behaviors, check out this graph for quick reference:

Types of Dementia:
Broad Category
Type of Dementia
Average Age of Onset
Symptoms
Degenerative Neurological Diseases
Alzheimer's
50-80% of all dementia
Check out ALZ.ORG

 
Lewy Body Dementia
Same underlying changes in brain as Parkinson’s

 
Parkinson’s Disease

 
Huntington’s Disease

 
Fronto-Temporo Lobe Dementia
(aka Pick’s Disease)
Vascular Disorders
Multi-infarct dementia
Infections in the Nervous System
HIV dementia
Varies
*       Symptoms

 
Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease
Pseudo-dementias
Cognitive Decline caused by:
·         Malnutrition
·         Dehydration
·         Medication-Related
·         Substance Abuse
·         Depression

 

 

 
What to do next?

Learn about the person:


  • Interview the person. If they are able to converse, you may have an interesting conversation that sheds a bit of light! If they are unable to have an intelligible conversation,  don't stop...

  • Call their contact on the face sheet, usually the DPOA. It's usually a spouse or family member. Tell them you are seeking info about "who this person was" earlier in life so you can create some meaningful activities for them! Usually, if it is a spouse or child of the person, they will share willingly and lovingly about who this person was. I've learned so much through these conversations!!

  • If they have done public work, google them! I've learned much about my patients through the internet, usually really good stuff!

Next, modify the activity:


You've learned about the person through conversation. You had an idea of what they loved to do when they were younger and cognitively intact. Now it's time to provide this person with the familiar activity modified for the current cognitive level.

Some examples:

I worked with a man who hadn't said more than a few words for a year. After talking to his daughter, I found out that he and his wife had taken 4-5 trips a year to Las Vegas from the midwest to visit the casinos. He loved to gamble!! I sat down with him and simply handed him a deck of cards. I wanted to see what he would do.



He picked up the cards, rubbed his fingers over the edges, began to turn them over one by one.

"There are 52 cards in a deck...four suits...    diamonds...spades...hearts...clubs..."

I was shocked! Wow. He went on to turn over every card and named the number and suit of each one. He may not have been able to play poker, but he could certainly enjoy his cards.

It's about finding what they love!!

Another lady sundowned every day about 4, just before dinner. Sundowner's syndrome is when someone demonstrates increased confusion, agitation, anxiety or behaviors around sundown. It's a fact of life on a dementia unit.

I interviewed her daughter, and I found out she had enjoyed quilting all her adult life. I knew she couldn't quilt, but how could I modify that task so that she could enjoy it?

I went to the fabric store and bought a bunch of remnants in beautiful colors. I had another patient with whom I was working help me neasure and cut out the fabric into 4" squares. We put them in her "activity box" (more on activity boxes at another post.) 

The next afternoon shortly before dinner, she was teary eyed, running her feet along the floor, leaning foward in her wheelchair and pulling herself along the handrails in the hall.

"Bette, come with me! I have something special for you," I told her.

She rolled up to the table. I took out the fabric and started to lay down one piece at a time, as if I was piecing a quilt. She reached for the fabric and that was it.  She was engaged. Her anxiety and tears melted away as her concentration and focus moved straight into "piecing her quilt."



There was no need to sew or quilt. It was enough to present something familiar that she loved. The staff was then trained to present the fabric squares to her prior to dinner so that she could "work on her quilt." This diminished her sundowning behavior dramatically.

This is not rocket science. It is best done thinking outside the box. You will run into dead ends. Don't give up! Keep looking for the connection. Find the connection with that individual.

What can you do
for your loved ones
or patients with cognitive decline?
Think outside the box!

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