Okay, back to clean hospital waste. As I said in my earlier post today, there is a lot waste from hospitals that doesn’t belong in the trash. But because we are so in love with disposables, we often dispose items that have an extended shelf life.
Yes, it is so simple just to chuck every thing into the trash. And we also have it in our heads an exaggerated notion of cleanliness. If an item is still sealed, it is still sterile. But no, wait, it’s been at a patient’s bedside. Therefore, it is contaminated, and besides, the patient has already been charged for it. So, into the garbage you go.
Believe it or not, this was the mentality at a hospital that I passed through in Florida. I worked there through a temporary registry, and I was only about two years into my nursing career. But yet, I knew that the infection control policies were off the wall, and the infection control nurse needed to have her brain disinfected and autoclaved.
This was a large county facility, and the unit was newborn intensive care. When an admission would arrive, the baby’s bed was stocked with every imaginable supply, needed or not. Formula, when the baby was breast feeding. IV tubing, even if there wasn’t going to be an IV. And so on. Some of it got used, some was restocked as supplies were used up, but an awful lot of it sat there unused. When discharge came around, everything was thrown out. THROWN OUT.
Items still sealed in sterile packaging from the factory, formula bottles sealed and unopened, expensive supplies that could just be placed back on the shelf or put in a different infant’s bed. Their policy was that once put into the baby’s incubator or bassinet, it had now become “tainted.” Somehow, according to their logic, the germs from the baby were able to make their way through the linens, the mattress, crawl through the metal frame and into the drawers where the supplies were kept, and then gnaw their way into the sterile packaging. An amazing journey, no doubt, and indeed, even more amazing that no one ever published a scientific paper on this phenomenon.
I refused to toss out the supplies. When one of the nurses’ told me that I couldn’t put the supplies back onto the shelf, I took a plastic trash bag and began to pack them up.
She was shocked. “What are you doing?”
“I’m going to give them to the Red Cross,” I told her. “Surely they can find someone to give them to.” I then berated her about the idiocy of their policy, but she defended it. And so did the other nurses who were working there.
They said it was their infection control policy. That once an item left the shelf, it was no longer clean. Interesting, I replied. Then why isn’t the baby’s bed autoclaved after discharge? Sterilized? How can you just put a new admit into a bed that’s been merely wiped down and linens changed?”
Of course, no answer to that one. A lot of steam coming out of their pointed ears, but nothing more. And then I pointed out the illogic of their logic. Infection control, huh. Then according to their bizarre take on things, the items were tainted the second a human hand touched the packaging. That meant that their sterility was gone as soon as someone packed them up for shipping at the factory, and certainly, when someone unpacked them at the hospital and put them on the shelves.
I also pointed out how this was a county facility, and their policy was wasting thousands of dollars every month.
No, I didn’t make a whole lot of friends. But it was one of the worst places that I had ever set foot in, as far as the staff went. It was sort of like being back in junior high, with a bunch of pre-pubescent girls who giggled alot, paired off into little cliques, and concerned themselves with being popular. This bunch was a back stabbing, gossiping group of obnoxious twits who believed that they were God’s gift to healthcare.
It really made one wonder if the hospital purposely recruited staff with the IQ of a moron. How any educated nurse could go along with this type of policy was truly amazing, but yet, not a word of dissent from any of them. Except to diss anyone who disagreed.
I returned to work there several times, and if I had been more experienced, I would have complained about their policy to a higher source. But as it was, there was a lot going on in my life at the time, including my plans to get away from both Florida and a bad relationship, so playing whistleblower was not high on my list.
Anyway, while I’m sure that most facilities aren’t this bad, waste still continues. It’s really sad, from an environmental, an economic, and a humanitarian standpoint.