Related Learning Experience Fees and Legalities

     Learning Related Experience (RLE) is part of the nursing curriculum to ensure that the nursing students practice adequate amount of hours in the clinical area. In this given hours, the nursing students are expected to learn the several competencies in the field of nursing. The clinical areas deemed includes hospital, academe or community.

     The RLE corresponds fee paid for the instruction, the facilities, the clinical area and the clinical instructors. However, there has been legal turmoils in workplace where RLE has been a main topic. The fees are given to the clinical instructor if the semester includes RLE rotation for the students. All of these has been stipulated in the Commission on Higher Education (CHED) Memo Order #14 Series of 2009 or  CMO #14. It stands in the premise as not paying RLE fees if no duties has been incurred.

    However, recently, there has been issues pertaining to such even in my workplace. Yes, apparently, the removal of the RLE Fee for this summer (2 months) will be financially stressful to us considering the amount is almost 50% of our basic pay.

  

    Now, if it has been stipulated in CMO#14 then we should have expected it. True.

    However, there was no notice of removal given nor notice to explain given which are vital elements of due process. In my personal account, the explanations prior to implementation was vague and indefinite. Just to our abyss, the final decision has been made before we were given  a day in the court to say our piece.

    And as much as we would keep things in subtle, the precipitating factor will give us the courage to seek legal assistance to keep what was given to us voluntarily and we have been receiving for years.

    The figures are seen in our payslips..each month..taxed.

    Yes it is now a benefit, therefore, it should NOT be taken.

Miss Raj, The Philippines and The Crabs

And the Filipino nation triumphed again after a hard fall as our beauty representative won over 83 other contestants across the universe as 4th placer. Indeed.  the victory of Ms. Raj is victory of our country.


Yes, we needed a miracle from the horrific tragedy that transpired a day before the pageant. We needed superheroes not to physically rescue us but to uplift our spirits. But those heroes live only in our minds, and not even the President was fast enough to make us cheer and smile again as we can continuous view footages of the hostage drama.


Ms. Venus Raj, made us forget even for a while our trauma. Whether we admit it or not, the anticipation of her quest made us focus on our assets and abilities as Filipinos  beyond the rest. And her inclusion to every category, made us proud of what we have..even what we look like. Pageants has always been bias...it has always been anchored to standards we are not born to live up..it has hailed physical features which we are never born with...but to be able to swim in those waters and emerge the best in their own grounds is something worth applauding. It's a competition...and it's not like, being one of them is perfection...but playing in their fields..defeating them in their own grounds is  one hell of a character. And as Filipinos, she proved that we are definitely a nation that can stand tall and proud with the rest of the nations.


The moments her name was called was the time all Filipinos were one in spirit. Yes,  we were so proud that we are who and what we are. I give her salute for being the hero every Filipino, across the universe, wanted so bad when other nations has blocked us from their grounds. If there was something else i could do for her rather than blog proud, trust me I would. It is not everyday that we see a nation bleed much and stand tall the next. 


This blog would have been something that recognizes her but NO, coz part of my thoughts zoom in to those CRABS i refer to each time we gain success or a fellow does. When do we learn to appreciate what one gets..without lambasting his/her weaknesses. What's the fuzz about the "MAJOR MAJOR"  answer? She might have had given a better answer, but what she gave was what she felt saying...it was an honest answer..maybe not enough to the judges, but it was for hers. Why don't we just let it be...yes we can notice but to actually react and seemingly condemn is absurd. You are the stupid person you are calling her. Pardon me for that.


Then if that line was said by another candidate, someone whose main language is English...i ask those crabs, "would you react the same way?" Poor crabs..always putting themselves in pedestals not knowing the more you react on the country's bet, the more you push  the country in bad light. It's funny how much they desperately push themselves into other culture where obviously they don't belong. Can you imagine a country whose own people criticizes their own candidate across all social networks, and worst on TV interviews?


I will never understand that. I remain proud of my heritage and my nation, no matter what condition it is in. It needs our help and those who have helped the country needs support as well. We can do that.. we can beat those crabs. We are our country's best support system. I  have high hopes that there are a lot still that the country can count on. I really do.

Driving Done Today

     I finally drove today on the busy streets of the city..it was fun and scary at the same time. I drove a Manual Vios sedan car today and i did wish i had one like that. I had more respect now with traffic rules and intelligent driving.


     I was beginning to control well my footwork today. Then I was able to understand engines and the way they sound. It was funny knowing that all my life I have been a nurse listening to patients and students..now i'm listening to the agony of the engines. But it helped that the anxiety rushed my ability to pick-up things. Good thing, my teacher driver was so nice and very patient. He could take in the many instances was accidentally releasing my clutch.


    All in all, i realized I could make it. I was no different than the other females i deemed dainty but was able to understand the complexities of driving. I was like them, I could make it.  I'm glad with that

Driving Jitters

Im about to start driving class tomorrow, and no matter how I think of it as an easy task to accomplish, I still have butterflies on my stomach. Will I be able to follow the instructions? Will I be able to sustain the pressure? Will I be able to calculate my speed. This is like taking midterm exams back in college.


But whatever it is, I have to believe  that I can do it. I have been reading books about positive thinking and power of thinking, maybe I can use them tomorrow. I just have to remember that there were other girls who seemed can't make it but they did, so I wouldn't be any different.


I wonder if the rest of those who took driving felt what I do now?Or maybe I'm just too emotional? So me.

almost gave up

I almost gave up blogging online, because my links just don't work on this page. I have opened sites how to fix the problem on my site , but none of them answered my queries. I had to take all the widgets out of my site.

It has bugged me for days.. I'm glad i had all the time today to fix it. My links worked again for some reason (lol!). Now I can continue blogging and promoting sites I love and trust for my friends and almost friends.

funny things shoes teaches

I just did my first of 5 Day lecture today. It was a topic I have always been eager to teach my students and like the rest of the members in our team, I had my lecture materials prepared weeks before the BiG day.

I wore my favorite, black high heeled shoes to uplift the aura of professionalism during lecture classes. I do believe in "dressing well" creates a good impression that you are serious with your craft.

But apart from being ready was the failure to anticipate change in room assignments or failure to accept that I will be assigned in the room I would have least chosen. On that same day, I was startled with the idea turning into reality and it took me long to accept that my name was placed in the a room located on the fourth floor of the new building, 100 meters away from the main building I work.

But like the motto of performers, "the show must go on!"...well, in my case, "the lecture has to go on!". I swallowed my hesitation and tried to breathe normally again as I started trudging. The first travel, I had to describe in a such, was bearable even with the uneven ground.

Then I was confronted with the stairs of the new building comprising of 2 divisions per floor of 14 steps. Yes, I had to walk my way up for there were no elevators. I had my laptop and my LCD projector with me. But as soon as I entered the room and started my introductions, I had to go down again because one student was infected with Varicella that I had to endorse her to the clinic.

I had to go down and return to the main building.

Then I had to go back and up to my lecture room.

The feet was starting to feel pain. The lecture started 8am and lasted 5pm which meant I stood and walked several times across the room to deliver my lecture effectively to my students. There was no way I was going down the building to eat lunch.Thanks to my friend, Don, who was kind enough to bring me lunch. That was the best help I had for the day.

Then After my lecture, I had to go down the stairs and go back walking in heels again to the main building. It was agony, nearly bearable.

And if my feet could just run away from the battery and harrassment, it would have scrammed the moment I knew where my room was located.

Funny and childish the story this may sound, but it reminded meof being prepared at all times. It told me to always have a back-up plan. It reminded me that, in life, things will always be subject to change..and the best way to deal with it is to prepared at all times. In my case, no more dressing up with high heeled shoes for the rest of the lecture days. I was lucky that day to have even be able to walk down the stairs and go home.

Funny day it was..., that it had me ache for sooo much pain in my feet to know that again.

YOUR TALK : It Matters

Patience is a virtue...that's what they say all the time..but there are instances that it's too damn hard to be patient. I had an encounter today with a person, who apparently was just doing his job ...for asking us our intentions to visit a place. It could have been okay, but what would you do if they make you feel that you're a no good person whose only purpose is to malign him and his job.

          And he could have just said to my aunt, the one who was  driving...to just pull over where there was shade and asked for an ID. He could have just addressed us nicely.

        Maybe it was because of the heat of the sun..that i just blurted out without hesitation. The anger was too hard to contain..that patience was somehow a stranger to me.

        Then again..it just proved to me that doing your job well includes being able to communicate nicely. I have always expected that to a lot of people, even if my beau says it shouldn't be the case.. that not all people have that prowess..


          I yet that i have to accept that fact.

Masters Degree in Nursing: FINALLY!

Okay..the degree they say is for my workplace's accreditation...some say it's for professional growth..others took it just to keep their job..some to escape the dean's memo...and a few out of boredom...


But regardless of what the reasons are..the experience (to many) brought genuine friendships....the schooling is one way of knowing who the workmates are...it is knowing who is really good beyond they pretend to be..seeing who breakdown from stress ... knowing each person beyond the white uniforms that make us who our students regard us to be..

The sunday classes..brought weird but strong friendships...ties that bond us more with our work..made us understand each habits..made us work in unison well beyond the diversities....

Pity are those who end up having the degree with broken friendships..or worse, having no friends at all....i believe each of the batches bonded in a way they didn't even imagine...and didn't expect.. 

They say..the fastest way for someone to get burned out with work is to actually be predictable...

Try taking Masters Degree in Nursing..and the experience will be far from routinary !!