Twas the week before Christmas and up on Tower Nine,
HCAHPS were scoring, and all was not fine.
Directives, the advance kind, in charts were not found.
Nor were heights, nor were weights, not in inches nor pounds.
Auditing daily is little elf Jean.
Overseeing it all is our Santa Irene.
They know the nice. They know the naughty.
They know who has been following CAUTI.
Nine stanzas later, I was chuckling and wondering how difficult it is to write a poem. I certainly found it impressive that someone could rhyme CAUTI and was inspired to try my hand at this poetry thing too. Here goes:
The old year is gone, the New Year is here
And the need to refocus is certainly clear,
Cuz healthcare reform is just about near.
The EpicCare team is now in full motion,
It’s not just an idea or another new notion.
There’s a new paradigm coming our way,
Full speed ahead is getting closer each day.
Are you on board and ready to soar?
The future of health is behind the next door!
Okay, I tried. Back to my day job. Do you have a poem you’d like to share? Made up or an old favorite, I’d like to read ‘em all!