
"A school nurse is like an encyclopedia in a school. Most students find it informative and full of useful material. Author unknown (September 1996 NASN Newsletter) |
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To anyone teaching or raising kids, of any age, here's some advice Bill Gates recently dished out at a high school speech about eleven (11) things he did not learn in school. He talked about how feel-good, politically correct teaching has created a full generation of kids with no concept of reality and how this concept sets kids up for failure in the real world. Rule I: Life is not fair-get used to it. |
Outside my window, a new day I see I can enjoy what I do and make it seem fun, |
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Before I put my coat in its space |
Listen dear colleagues and you shall hear Kids with green faces approaching my door Allergic reactions, occasional lice I love being your nurse, and I love all this stuff (Credit due to unknown author.) |
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I have a Band-Aid on my finger, (Credit due to Heather Christensen, RN Wind River School, New Mexico ) |
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You will never be bored. |
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Lord, give me grace, on this and every day, Grant to me courage, Lord, when things go wrong, Give me a humble heart, that I may know, Fill me with love, that I may realize, Lord, give me strength, to help me play my part, So, when at night, I come back to my rest, |
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There once was a louse ![]() Who came to live at our house. He took residence upon my head. I decided to call him "Fred." He gave me such a twitch. The kind school nurse said, "Home you go!" I was to treat my hair just so. My mom bought a special shampoo. She exclaimed, "This will do!" We worked hard picking out all the nits. After hours of this, I screamed, "This is the pits!" We cleaned and vacuumed each room with care. Each day my mom looked through my hair. I never borrow a comb or brush. Even if I am in a rush I know that anyone can get head lice. But a school without them would be nice. (Credit due to Jackie Angle, RN.) |
A first grade teacher collected well-known proverbs. She gave each child in the class the first half of the proverb, and asked them to fill in the rest. Here are the results: |
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Can't eat beef...Mad Cow! Can't eat chicken...Bird flu! Can't eat eggs...salmonella! Can't eat pork...trichinosis! Can't eat fish...heavy metals in the waters have poisoned their flesh! Can't eat fruits and vegetables...insecticides and herbicides! Hmmmm! I believe that leaves Chocolate! (Credit due to unknown author.) |
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Nurses call the shots. Nurses are angels in disguise. RN means real nice. Nurses have lots of patients. Nurses are IV leaguers. Nurses can take the pressure. (Credit due to unknown author.) |

As we approach the Conference for the Wisconsin Association of School Nurses for 1999, I have been reflecting on some of the topics discussed at last year's conference. One subject that seemed to come up repeatedly was the fact that school nurses are not "band-aid" nurses. School nurses are highly qualified and skilled professionals who are not only capable, but are expected to maintain a high level of care within the framework of the school district for which they work. It seems that the misunderstandings between the "educational professionals" and the "nursing professionals" have been transpiring for quite some time. Perhaps since the beginning of school nursing itself. The educational system is concerned with educating. Nurses working in the health field are concerned with the total health and well being, not only of the student population, but the educational staff, secretaries, aides, custodial staff, and cooks as well. There seems to be such a wide gap between what the school nurse is capable of doing; what she is expected of doing; and what she is actually able to do considering the heavy work load, long hours, and never ending demands placed upon her. The school nurse is in a unique position in that she is in the "only position" of health personnel in the school setting. She is frequently misunderstood and taken for granted. Most school nurses, as varied as their positions are in each of the school settings where they work, all voice the same concerns. School nurses want to be understood, respected for their intellectual abilities, allowed to work autonomously, and have control over their job description and responsibilities. School nurses want to be viewed as high quality professionals performing a highly skilled and technical service to the school district. School nurses do not wish to be thought of as the "first aid lady" or the "band-aid lady". After all, we did not go through all that training and hard work just to apply band-aids. And so I thought. When I began my career as a school nurse almost five years ago, I discovered many of the same frustrations shared by most school nurses. At the WASN conference last year, I jumped on the band wagon with the rest of my comrades expressing my discouragement at the lack of respect the school nurse receives. I often feel that I am taken for granted and that my sole purpose is to apply those band-aids. After all, isn't that what nurses do? I began to give this concept much thought. Yes, I do apply a lot of band-aids. Many of them the plastic kind. Some the cloth kind. Some in the form of ace bandages. Some large gauze bandages. They are all the same. Or are they? I began to think about all the other band-aids that I apply. The invisible band-aids of encouragement to the student whose parents are in the process of a divorce. The band-aid of listening to the student who lost his mother tragically in a car accident -- and he was the very last one to see his mother alive or hear her voice. More and more I started to think about all the band-aids that I apply during the course of a school day. Yes, I do apply numerous little band-aids to paper cuts, scratches, cut fingers, and skinned knees. I apply plenty of ace bandages to sprained ankles, sore wrists, and aching knees. But there are so many more band-aids that I apply: The band-aid of caring to the hurt and lonely student who thinks she has no friends. The band-aid of understanding to that child that was just put into the third foster home. The band-aid of concern to help cover the scars of abuse -- both physical and mental. There are more. There are the band-aids of love for students who wander the halls who are constantly the source of jokes, verbal abuse, and laughter. Students come to the school nurse for the band-aid of knowledge when they have a health concern, or fear that they may be pregnant. They look to the nurse for confidentiality when they have a problem which seems so insurmountable and unsolvable. Students need band-aids of hope and encouragement. They need band-aids of patience and time. Time to sit and listen to their problems and concerns, no matter how trivial they may seem. No problem is trivial to a teenager. The school nurse has a supply full of bandages, many of which she uses without giving much thought to the hurt she is nursing. The wound she is cleansing. The scar she is helping to heal. There is more. Though it often times seems as though the school nurse is greatly misunderstood by teachers and administration, they too come to her for the bandage of advice. They, just as the students we serve, are within our scope of caring. Whether they realize it or not, they need us. Whether we realize it or not, they respect us. And so it is with the students also. Just as we hand out all those band-aids of health and caring, so are those students giving us band-aids of love, honor, and high esteem. It is the school nurse who holds the band-aids of help, protection, devotion, and charge over so many innocent individuals. What higher honor can this hold for any human being. The band-aid of caring. Isn't this what nursing is all about? Isn't this what we entered the profession for? This year, as I attend the Wisconsin Association of School Nurses Conference and I hear mention of the "lady who hands out the band-aids," I will think more seriously about that lady and the band-aids she is handing out. I am thankful for the genuine gratefulness I receive from my young patients - whether in the form of a picture drawn in art; a small piece of candy; a little hug; or just a look that says "thanks". Yes, I am the lady who hands out band-aids, and I am grateful for that opportunity to serve in a way that many other nurses in our profession are unable to serve. Band-aids truly do come in all shapes and sizes, and cover all sorts of wounds. |
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A Nurse is more, Why? Though nobody can say why, for sure, Nurse's desire, for service, is pure. Not for themselves, it has to be for others. A life dedicated, to their sisters and their brothers. A Nurse is more, How? Through reserves, of strength, care and love, Nurses take their lead, from the power above. Above and beyond, their duty comes first. Their patient's needs paramount, before even hunger and thirst. A Nurse is more, When? When we need them the most, at our times of ill, Nurses come through, with their care and goodwill. When we feel we can't go on, and wish, to give up the ghost. That's when our Nurses, give it their most. A Nurse is more, Where? In the hospital, the battlefield, the clinic, the home and hospice, Nurses are there, in the ER, the OR, the workplace, and medical office. Where we are, to go for our care, thankfully, we find Nurses there. Aging, sick, fearful, weary, we turn to Nurses, and know they care. A Nurse is More, A Nurse is more, much more than all we've said, or all we can say, other than, to acknowledge the Nurses, who so brighten our day. In gratitude, we thank Nurses, their willingness to serve, we find so appealing, bringing to us, their comfort, wisdom, compassion and healing. Written to honor all Nurses, Dedicated to Jeannine E. Shuster, R.N. A Nurse Is More © 05/10/99 Richard G. Shuster |
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CNN reports a new virus has recently been discovered. One person can pass it on to millions because it is very contagious. The Center for Disease Control has reported this week that the virus spreads very rapidly from one person to another. They have put a very interesting name to this virus: It's called... A SMILE(Credit due to unknown author.) |
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When we love and nurture our children, We are gifting them with strength to believe in themselves and in their dreams, Allowing them to hold on to their heart's capacity for wonder for the rest of their lives. (Credit due to anonymous author.) |
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The School Committee Leaps tall buildings in a single bound, Is more powerful than a locomotive, Is faster than a speeding bullet, Walks on water, Gives policy to God. The Superintendent Leaps short buildings in a single bound, Is more powerful than a switch engine, Is just as fast as a speeding bullet, Walks on water if sea is calm, Talks with God. The Principal Leaps short buildings with a running start and favorable wind, Is almost as powerful as a switch engine, Is slower than a speeding bullet, Walks on water in an indoor swimming pool, Talks with God if a special request is approved. The Director of Pupil Personnel Rarely cleans a quonset hut, Loses tug of war with a locomotive, Can fire a speeding bullet, Swims well, Is occasionally addressed by God. The Department Head Makes high marks on the walls when trying to leap tall buildings, Is run over by locomotives, Can sometimes handle a gun without inflicting self-injury, Dog paddles, Talks to animals. The Teacher Runs into buildings, Recognizes locomotives two out of three times, Is not issued ammunition, Can stay afloat with a life jacket, Talks to walls. The Student Falls over doorsteps when trying to enter buildings, Says, "Look at the choo-choo." Wets himself with a water pistol, Plays in mud puddles, Mumbles to himself. The School Secretary Lifts all buildings and walks under them, Kicks locomotives off the track, Catches speeding bullets in her teeth and eats them, Freezes water at a single glance. She is God. (Credit due to unknown author.) |
POSITION DESCRIPTION:
Long-term team players needed for challenging permanent work in an often chaotic environment. Candidates must possess excellent communication and organizational skills and be willing to work various hours, which will include evenings, weekends and frequent 24 hour shifts on call. Some overnight travel required, including trips to primitive camping sites on rainy weekends and endless sports tournaments in faraway cities. Travel expenses not reimbursed. Extensive courier duties also required. RESPONSIBILITIES: Must provide on-site training in basic life skills, such as nose blowing. Must have strong skills in negotiating, conflict resolution and crisis management. Must be able to think out of the box, but not lose track of the box, because you most likely will need it for a school project. Must reconcile petty cash disbursements and be proficient in managing budgets and resources fairly well, unless you want to hear, "He got more than me!" for the rest of your life. POSSIBILITY FOR ADVANCEMENT AND PROMOTION: Virtually none. Your job is to remain in the same position for years, without complaining, constantly retraining and updating your skills, so that those in your charge can ultimately surpass you. PREVIOUS EXPERIENCE: None required, unfortunately. On-the-job training offered, on a continually exhausting basis. WAGES AND COMPENSATION: Your pay them, offering frequent raises and bonuses. A balloon payment is due when they turn 18 because of the assumption that college will help them become financially independent. When you die, you give them whatever is left. The oddest thing about this reverse-salary scheme is that you actually enjoy it and wish you could only do more. BENEFITS: While no health or dental insurance, no pension, no tuition reimbursement, no paid holidays and no stock options are offered, job supplies limitless opportunities for personal growth and free hugs for life, if you play your cards right. Forward this on to all the parents you know in appreciation for everything they do on a daily basis, and let them know they are appreciated. (Credit due to unknown author.) |
These are excuse notes from parents (including original spelling) collected by schools from all over the country. |
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The more you give, the more you get, |
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Tis the day before school starts And it's time once again To tell you the story of Blood Borne Pathogens. For OSHA does mandate That we meet here each year And review, once again What you all need to hear. There are strong viruses That are too small to see That cause Hepatitis or AIDS - HIV. They live in the bloodstream Of Whom? We can't tell For those who are infected May look perfectly well. The germs in their bloodstream May only be spread Through sexual contact Or if someone has bled. Can't get them from kissing Or giving a hug Or face-to-face contact Or sharing a mug. A portal of entry, A break in the skin, Or exposed mucous membranes Can let these germs in. But if there's exposure And blood inter-flows Will you get infected? Well, nobody knows. But Hepatitis virus Is virile, you see With a vaccine for "B-type" But no cure for Hep-C. H.I.V. is the weaker But a cause for concern For as of now, it is fatal Through there's much more to learn. And in the school setting There's a risk of a bleed From a fight or an injury So what do we need? UNIVERSAL PRECAUTIONS - Which means you must view All body fluids As harmful to you. To avoid all exposure With anyone's blood A good way to do this? By wearing your gloves! Keep a pair in your pocket, Your briefcase, your purse. Where do you get them? From your friendly school nurse! Wear them when blood's present To protect your hand's skin From any pathogens And to not let germs in. Remove the gloves carefully Do not snap them off For the latex inside them May cause some to cough. First one, then the other Removed inside out Then thrown in the garbage So the blood can't drip out. Then go wash your hands Fifteen seconds or more With soap and warm water And be reasonably sure. That you are protected And out of harm's way, with UNIVERSAL PRECAUTIONS You too can say... Go on Hepatitis Pass by H.I.V.! For I am protected - You can't infect me! And so that's my message We end it right here. Go forth and be safe now And I'll see you next year. (Credit due to Jacki O'Donnell, RN) |
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At age 4 success is.....not peeing in your pants. At age 12 success is...having friends. At age 15 success is...having a driver's license. At age 20 success is...having sex. At age 35 success is...having money. At age 50 success is...having money. At age 60 success is...having sex. At age 70 success is...having a driver's license. At age 75 success is...having friends. At age 80 success is...not peeing in your pants. (Credit due to unknown author.) |
I'm writing you to let you know that I have recently been diagnosed with a very serious condition, and there's no hope I will every recover. The scientific world is frantically searching for a cure. This is an ailment many of us suffer from and may not as yet have been diagnosed. However now you may be able to discuss it with your loved ones and try to explain what really happened to you all those times you tried so hard to accomplished something and didn't. I call it the "But First Syndrome." You know, it's when you decide to do the laundry. I start down the hall and notice the newspaper on the table. Okay, I'm going to do the laundry....But First I'm going to read the newspaper. After that, I notice the mail on the table. Okay, I'll just put the newspaper in the recycle stack...But First I'll look through the pile of mail and see if there are any bills to be paid. Yes, now where's the checkbook? Oops....there's the empty glass from yesterday on the coffee table. I'm going to look for that checkbook...But First I need to put the glass in the sink. I head for the kitchen, look out the window, notice my poor flowers need a drink of water. I put the glass in the sink, and darn it, there's the remote for the TV on the kitchen counter. What's it doing here? I'll just put it away....But First I need to water those plants. Head for the door and...Aaagh! Stepped on the cat. Cat needs to be fed. Okay, I'll put that remote away and water the plants....But First I need to feed the cat.... At the end of the day: Laundry is not done, newspapers are still on the floor, glass is still in the sink, bills are unpaid, checkbook is still missing, and the cat ate the remote control...And, when I try to figure out how come nothing got done all day, I'm baffled, because I know I was busy all day! I realize this condition is serious....and I should get help! But First I think I'll check my e-mail! |
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I went to a party, Mom, I remembered what you said. You told me not to drink, Mom, so I drank soda instead. I really felt proud inside, Mom, the way you said I would. I didn't drink and drive, Mom, even though the others said I should. I know I did the right thing, Mom, I know you are always right. Now the party is finally ending, Mom, as everyone is driving out of sight. As I got into my car, Mom, I knew I'd get home in one piece, Because of the way you raised me, so responsible and sweet. I started to drive away, Mom, but as I pulled out in the road, The other car didn't see me, Mom and hit me like a load. As I lay there on the pavement, Mom, I hear the policeman say, The other guy is drunk, Mom and now I'm the one who will pay. I'm lying here dying, Mom. I wish you'd get here soon. How could this happen to me, Mom? My life just burst like a balloon. There is blood all around me, Mom, and most of it is mine. I hear the medic say, Mom, I swear I didn't drink. It was the others, Mom. The others didn't think. He was probably at the same party as I. The only difference is, he drank and I will die. Why do people drink, Mom? It can ruin your whole life. I'm feeling sharp pains now. Pains just like a knife. The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, and I don't think it's fair. I'm lying here dying and all he can do is stare. Tell my brother not to cry, Mom. Tell Daddy to be brave. And when I go to heaven, Mom, put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave. Someone should have told him, Mom, not to drink and drive. If only they had told him, Mom, I would still be alive. My breath is getting shorter, Mom. I'm becoming very scared. Please don't cry for me, Mom. When I needed you, you were always there. I have one last question, Mom, before I say good bye. I didn't drink and drive, so why am I the one to die. (Credit due to unknown author.) |

| ARTERY | The study of fine painting |
| BARIUM | What you do when a patient dies |
| BENIGN | What you are after you are eight |
| CESAREAN SECTION | A District in Rome |
| COLIC | A sheep dog |
| CONGENITAL | Friendly |
| DILATE | To live long |
| FESTER | Quicker |
| G.I. SERIES | Baseball game between soldiers |
| HANGNAIL | Coat hook |
| MEDICAL STAFF | A doctor's cane |
| MINOR OPERATION | Coal digging |
| MORBID | A higher offer |
| NITRATE | Lower than a day rate |
| NODE | Was aware of |
| ORGANIC | Church musician |
| OUTPATIENT | A person who has fainted |
| POST-OPERATIVE | A letter carrier |
| PROTEIN | In favor of young people |
| SECRETION | Hiding anything |
| SEROLOGY | Study of English knighthood |
| TABLET | A small table |
| TUMOR | An extra pair |
| URINE | Opposite of you're out |
| VARICOSE VEINS | Veins very close together |
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"I cannot go to school today," said little Peggy Ann McKay.
"I have the measles and the mumps, A gash, a rash, and purple bumps.My mouth is wet, my throat is dry; I'm going blind in my right eye. My tonsils are as big as rocks; I've counted sixteen chicken poxs. And there's one more-that's seventeen. And don't you think my face looks green? My leg is cut, my eyes are blue- It might be instamatic flu. I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke, I'm sure that my left leg is broke- My hip hurts when I move my chin, My belly button's caving in. My back is wrenched, my ankle's sprained, My 'pendix pains each time it rains. My nose is cold, my toes are numb, I have a sliver in my thumb. My neck is stiff, my spine is weak, I hardly whisper when I speak. My tongue is filling up my mouth, I think my hair is falling out. My elbow's bent, my spine ain't straight, My temperature is one-o-eight. My brain is shrunk, I cannot hear, There is a hole inside my ear. I have a hangnail, and my head-is... WHAT? What's that? What's that you say? You say today is.....Saturday? B'bye, I'm going out to play!!!" |
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Have you ever watched kids on a merry-go-round? Or listened to the rain slapping on the ground? Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight? Or gazed at the sun setting into the night? You better slow down. Don't dance so fast. Time is short. The music won't last. Do you run through each day on the fly? When you ask "How are you?" Do you hear the reply? When the day is done, do you lie in your bed With the next hundred chores running through your head? You'd better slow down. Don't dance so fast. Time is short. The music won't last. Ever told your child, "We'll do it tomorrow? And in your haste, not see his sorrow? Ever lost touch, let a good friendship die Cause you never had the time to call and say "Hi"? You'd better slow down. Don't dance so fast. Time is short. The music won't last. When you run so fast to get somewhere You miss the fun of getting there. When you worry and hurry through your day, It's like an unopened gift, thrown away. Life is not a race. Do take it slower. Hear the music. Before the song is over. (Credit due to unknown author.) |
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10. My tongue's itchy. Can I have some Tylenol? 9. Can I have a pain killer? I'm in chorus. 8. My scalp's falling off! 7. I'm having hot flashes! (From a third-grader) 6. Can I have a de-flame-a-tion medication? (Needed a fire put out, I guess) 5. Today I'm making my first appendix. (From a second grader- re: penance) 4. Once I had a bloody nose and a heart came out of my nostril! 3. I stopped breathing upstairs, so I came down to see you. 2. Can I have some alcohol for the pain before my shot? (Isopropyl, of course!) 1. I think I have photosynthesis ! (Pertussis) (Credit due to Cheryl Duffy RN, Millis Public Schools: Millis, MA.) |
Dear Parents: I am sure you are familiar with ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder). Many students today have to deal with this difficult disorder. I am very able to empathize with them because I, too, suffer from ADD. Because of this, I hope you will be willing to make certain accommodations that will help me to be successful. Please consider that following accommodations: Your efforts to comply with these accommodations are greatly appreciated. I know that together we will be able to create a rich and rewarding learning experience for your child. If you have any questions or comments, please feel free to contact me (in the manner suggested above). Again, many thanks. |
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Dashing through the town, from one school to the next, To help a child that's down, or to teach from our health text. I develop wellness plans, acute and chronic care; Oh, what a difference more nurses would make, to enhance staff and student welfare! Bugs and drugs, bugs and drugs, I check shot records, never fear! Oh, what health needs this district has, so I pray for more nurses every year! Bugs and drugs, bugs and drugs, writing grants and policies, too! I hope you have a healthy holiday, and may God bless each one of you. (Credit due to Frani Pilgrim RN, Bentonville Public Schools, Bentonville, Arkansas. ) |
![]() "Twas the night before school started, When all through the town, The parents were cheering, It was a riotous sound. By eight p.m. the kids were washed, And snugly tucked into bed, When memories of homework Filled them with dread. New pencils, new folders, New notebooks too, New teachers, new friends, Their anxiety grew. The parents recited comforting words To ease their children's fright, Then calmly instructed the tiny tots, "Get back to bed now, it's a school night!" (Credit due to unknown author.) |
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Children scream, they're not listnen' When they go, we're not missin' em', In all of this pain, we try to stay sane, Workin' in an elementary school. Christmas comes, they're excited, Though our nerves they've ignited, They're off of the walls, they run in the halls, Workin' in an elementary school. In the lunchroom we can hear them yellin' And we know that they are really wound. Someone hits, the other says, "I'm tellin'!" And that is when our heads begin to pound. Pretty soon we'll be restin'' cause our nerves, they've been testin' We're happy it's clear, it just comes once a year Christmas in an Elementary School!!! (Credit due to unknown author. ) |
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There once was a time when you needed shots for school. I dunno why you needed shots for school. Was that the rule? There once was a time we ran a report. That for minutes and hours and days we would sort. We ran a report to check shots for school. I dunno why you needed shots for school. Was that the rule? There once was a time we sent home a letter. How absurd, who reads a letter? We sent the letter from the report. That for minutes and hours and days we would sort. We ran a report to check shots for school. I dunno why you needed shots for school. Was that the rule? There once was a time we held a shot clinic. Imagine that, the work of a clinic. We held the clinic announced in the letter. We sent the letter from the report. That for minutes and hours and days we would sort. We ran a report to check shots for school. I dunno why you needed shots for school. Was that the rule? There once was a time we would finally exclude! What a thought! Isn't that rude? We would finally exclude after the work of a clinic. We held the clinic announced in the letter. We sent the letter from the report. That for minutes and hours and days we would sort. We ran a report to check shots for school. I dunno why you needed shots for school. Was that the rule? There once was a time we gave up our summer! Yes, worked enrollment and gave up our summer! We gave up our summer to know who to exclude. We would finally exclude after the work of a clinic. We held the clinic announced in the letter. We sent the letter from the report. That for minutes and hours and days we would sort. We ran a report to check shots for school. I dunno why you needed shots for school. Was that the rule? There once was a time our compliance was great. It will happen again, just you wait! (Credit due to Cindy Dalemore) |
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A sthma treatments/education B andaids C PR classes D aily documentation E mergency treatment F riend to students G ood listeners H andwashing I mmunizations J uggling many different schedules K ind L ice M edication N utrition O pen door policy P uberty education Q uick to respond R ecord keeper S coliosis screening T emperatures U nderstanding V ision screening W e appreciate our school board members X -ray vision Y es to keeping children healthy Z ip: Off to the playground, gym, field, etc. to check on an injury (Credit due to School Nurses from Grapevine-Colleyville ISD, TX. ) |
Love others.* Be caring.* Learn to listen.* A hug goes a long way.* Wear your seatbelt.* Show kindness.* Be an example.* Band-aids come in 100 different sizes.* Realize your ability to be influential.* Wash your hands.* Get your vaccines.* Cover your mouth when you sneeze.* A trash can makes a good emesis basin.* Don't underestimate the power of a smile.* Work hard.* Don't smoke.* It is possible to eat lunch in five minutes or less.* Be involved in school activities.* Don't put things in your nose, especially your finger.* Promote education.* Keep a reference book handy.* Don't quit until you find the answer.* Multi-tasking is necessary for survival.* Tilt forward with a bloody nose.*
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