Showing posts with label International Association of Forensic Nurses. Show all posts
Showing posts with label International Association of Forensic Nurses. Show all posts

Thursday, December 10, 2015

Aloha, Beloved Merle - December 10, 2015







At this time of joy and festivity, my heart is filled with such sadness.  I just learned of the death of someone I loved deeply and held in much esteem.  I feel like I knew Merle Endo all of my life but we met only about fifteen or so years 
ago because of forensic nursing as I met so many dear friends.  Our encounters were infrequent - at conferences here and there, once for a day when my cruise ship was docked in Hilo, Hawaii and Merle spent a whole day with Sherry Arndt and myself, and, finally, a wonderful day when we were together in San Francisco for hours, playing tourist, taking dozens of photographs - not nearly enough of each other but, primarily of flowers and bugs, laughing and giggling about whether they could have "forensic value."

From our first meeting, Merle and I formed a close and loving bond.  The internet was our form of communication, especially in later years, with retirement, as we both traveled hither and yon.  




Merle touched the lives of so many people  She was an emergency room nurse at the Hilo Medical Center, then worked for the sexual assault response team of the Hilo Police Department.  She was one of the most caring and compassionate women I ever met.  She had the utmost respect of our colleagues of the International Association of Forensic Nursing.

I was in India from May until October this year, in a household with very poor internet connectability.  I managed only sporadic contact with this dynamic lady who constantly encouraged me to visit Hawaii, luring me with the promise of homemade lilikoi pie.  

When I read condolences on Facebook several days ago, I
was in complete disbelief.  I immediately went to Merle's FB page and scrolled down until I saw her last post to me, dated September 7:

September 7
Upping pain meds. Pain is unbearable, making me scream. Wish we had good permanent orthos on BI. To guard rt hip, now left is almost just as bad. Don't know how my friend Carmen dealt with all her bone problems and still traveled halfway around the world. Love you, Miss Carmen.


I love you, too, sweet angel of a friend.  I hate that you were suffering such terrible pain since the summer.  Your daughter tells me you were only diagnosed about three weeks ago and were to undergo chemo.  I guess the Lord chose not to have you suffer any longer.  

For me, you were the epitome of the aloha spirit.  I will never forget you and I pray that your friends and family will have courage to get through the days ahead.  I am so blessed to have known you.





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Thursday, January 26, 2012

All This and Forensics, Too - Friday, January 27, 2012

I've been woefully remiss in posting for far too long.  So much is going on,
it seems the day is over - and it's well into the night when I finally put my head
on the pillow.  I certainly can't complain, however.  I am almost at my half
way mark of my four month India stay and I am already starting to feel so 
sad at the thought of leaving.  

Yesterday was Republic Day here,  Though India gained its independence 
August 15, 1947, Republic Day marks the date the Constitution came into force,
26 January 1950. I spent most of it at Oberoi Mall. Started my morning at their 
spa, indulging myself...hair color, manicure, pedicure, etc...what a fabulous place. 
Every treatment had a massage with it and, oh, how glorious that was. As I was 
walking out, Salim, a slim young male employee approached me and really made 
my day. He said he'd wanted to tell me when I was there three weeks ago and 
he couldn't let me leave without speaking to me now. I was  blown away when 
he said that he was so impressed with me, that I was such a kind, lovely and 
gracious woman, talking to everyone, smiling. He ended his kind words by 
telling me, "You must have REALLY been something when you were young, 
you are so pretty now." You could have pushed me over and I was walking on 
clouds for hours.

Another unbelievable thing happened to me this week.  Sunday morning, 
early, I leave for Jaipur, to attend the wedding reception of a blogger 
friend, Bharat Kshatriya, of Unseen Rajasthan.  I had planned to leave 
from there to go to Delhi on February 1.  An email arrived from Virginia
Lynch, our founding president of the International Association of Forensic
Nurses.  I have known Virginia since that day in August 1992, when
 a group of us met in Minnesota to form IAFN.  I often refer to her as
the Pied Piper of our speciality since she did, indeed, draw hundreds of 
us into the field.

At any rate, Virginia wanted to know if I was still in India as she would
be in Jaipur from the 1st until the 5th, attending a huge international 
forensic conference, at which she would  be presenting!  When I told her
that I was actually going to be in Jaipur and planned to leave on the
1st, she invited me to stay, share her room at the conference hotel and see
some of our forensic colleagues who are helping to bring forensic
nursing to India.  It is such an incredible honor to do so and, in the 3
years since my forensic nursing position with San Francisco ended, I have
been very absent from this world, which was the passion of my life.  At
the end of the conference, I will accompany her to Patiala in the Punjab
where I will, again, be sharing in the world of forensics.

It has to be karma that all this is taking place.  It is unbelievable that I 
will be able to combine my love of  India with my love of forensics.  
Someone, indeed, is looking out for me.

In the meantime, I've been enjoying life with my friends in my village, 
getting out and about in Mumbai and traveling the auto rickshaws like a 
pro, rarely even screaming at near misses.  When Oprah was here 
recently, her comments about the traffic rivaled mine when I first got 
here.  She, too, wondered how seven lanes can converge into one!

Here are a few pictures taken here and there.



Thia is the Sahar Village home of my friends, Ode and
Lorna Santos and their sons, Nick and Jake.  I stayed here
fourteen years ago, for ten days, when I last visited India.


A night time scene across the compound from the Santos home


The streets of Mumbai


Almost every home I have visited, be it Hindu, Christian,
etc, has an altar - these garlands drape statues, pictures, etc...but
are not worn, lei-like, by people


Traffic is unusually light in this photo.  Often, crossing the street is
fraught with danger!


Many people live in these lean tos, raising their children,
cooking meals, making do as best they can.  People are so
resilient here.


Out shopping for vegetables with Lorna


Entrepreneurs are everywhere


Don't these vegetables look fabulous?


You can see the condition of many of the roads...but, everywhere,
women are wearing the most beautiful saris!







My two "sisters", Lorna and Alma, off to another party!


My first jhumka ( earring ) purchase


This is not a real mang tikka on my forehead but I have, since, 
purchased one.  Why don't I look like Aishwarya Rai?





Friday, November 13, 2009

The Forensic Nurse

Today is the last day of the first "Forensic Nurse Week" ever. It will take place annually the second week of November. This is very exciting for all of us in the profession. When I began working in the field in July of 1987, we were not even officially recognized as a specialty in nursing!


Many people are completely unaware of forensic nursing. Just what is it? I will share with you this definition directly from my organization, the International Association of Forensic Nurses, of which I was a founding member ( www.iafn.org ):


"Forensic Nursing is the application of nursing science to public or legal proceedings; the application of the forensic aspects of health care combined with the bio-psycho-social education of the registered nurse in the scientific investigation and treatment of trauma and/or death of victims and perpetrators of abuse, violence, criminal activity and traumatic accidents.


The forensic nurse provides direct services to individual clients, consultation services to nursing, medical and law related agencies, and expert court testimony in areas dealing with trauma and/or questioned death investigative processes, adequacy of services delivery, and specialized diagnoses of specific conditions as related to nursing."


Also, the International Association of Forensic Nurses has listed the various areas in which forensic nurses work:


Interpersonal Violence
Forensic Mental Health
Correctional Nursing
Legal Nurse Consulting
Emergency/Trauma Services

  • Automobile and Pedestrian Accidents
  • Traumatic Injuries
  • Suicide Attempts
  • Work-Related Injuries
  • Near-Fatal Trauma
  • Disasters

Patient Care Facility Issues


  • Accidents/Injuries/Neglect
  • Inappropriate Treatments/Medication
  • Administration
Public Health and Safety


  • Environmental Hazards
  • Drug/Alcohol Abuse
  • Food and Drug Tampering
  • Illegal Abortion Practices
  • Epidemiological Issues
  • Anatomical Gifts (Tissue/Organ Donation)
Death Investigation

I came into the field as the result of an accident. I had previously worked in psychiatry, both adult and child, or the operating room, alternating between the two. After a fall in the OR, which resulted from slipping on hydraulic fluid that had leaked from an orthopedic table, which ultimately resulted in my having extensive back surgery and being disabled for a year and a half, my surgeon felt it would be unsafe for me to resume OR duties or to work in psychiatry. The Child and Adolescent Sexual Abuse Resource Center was advertising for an on call RN to cover cases and I applied. The rest is history.


When the city decided to train nurses to do adult sexual abuse exams, which was a half time position with benefits, I applied and was hired there, also retaining my on call work for CASARC. I found the work very exciting and exacting and my colleagues in the profession were always willing to help, in any way possible.


While there were programs of sexual assault nurse examiners in the U. S. since 1976, it was not until 1992 that 72 nurses met in Minneapolis, MN, called together by Linda E. Ledray, RN, Ph.D., SANE-A, FAAN, Director, SANE-SART Resource Service, MMRF, Minneapolis, Minnesota. It is the only time in my life that I was in the right place at the right time.


We spent two days, and long into the night, deciding on our name, our goals, and talked about our dreams. I recall, fondly, staying up almost until dawn, in the University of Minnesota dorm, with the pioneers in forensic nursing, such as Ann Burgess, Virginia Lynch, and Pat Speck and many more - 72 of us. We agreed to hold an annual scientific assembly and set a date for our next meeting, to be held in my own home state of California.


Just a few years later, the American Nurses Association recognized forensic nursing as an official specialty and, not long after, our newly established forensic nursing certification board offered the first specialty exam for adult sexual assault nurse examiner certification. I very anxiously sat for that exam and proudly was able to write SANE-A, after the RN following my name.


At our scientific assembly in 1996, when our founding president, Virginia Lynch, handed over the gavel, I read a poem, "The Forensic Nurse" that I had written to honor her and all of my colleagues inf our International Association of Forensic Nurses. This specialty and that membership in IAFN has been the most wonderful aspect of my nursing career. It has defined me as a nurse professional and I feel I have done the most good in this specialty for an often overlooked population. I would encourage all nurses to consider forensic nursing as their area of specialization


On this last day of our first ever Forensic Nurse Week, I want to say thank you to so many. I won't and can't name you all personally but you know who you are - my wonderful colleagues and mentors, friends and fellow forensic nurses who have been there for me, every step of the way for my entire twenty-two years in the field. I am blessed to have had you in my life. I thank God daily for putting me in the right place at the right time! May you all continue in the work with great blessings.



The Forensic Nurse


At the dawn of a new millennium, there has evolved a need,
For a new group of nurse professionals, a pioneering breed,
On the cutting edge of nursing, to fight crime's vicious curse,

Health care responds to violence, in the role of forensic nurse.

The tasks are many and varied, each sharing a common thread,
A search for truth and justice as this specialty forges ahead.
Fighting interpersonal violence, making note of multiple clues,
Learning to hear the unspoken, recognizing the tiniest bruise.


A commingling of nursing science, forensic science and the law,
From this vast wealth of knowledge, the forensic nurse must draw,
From sociology, and psychology, criminology and fields diverse,
An arsenal of such education, arms the forensic nurse.


Easing the trauma of rape, responding to a criminal scene,
Compassionate notification of kin, judging nothing as routine,
Dealing with drug and alcohol abuse, calling for a hearse,
Providing care for inmates, these are roles of the forensic nurse.


Facilitating organ donation, expert witness testimony in court,
Investigating work place injuries, writing a medicolgeal report,
Assisting in forensic research, providing specialized quality care,
Educating and consulting with colleagues, making the public aware.


From birth to death, and far beyond, there is a difference made,
By nurses who have undertaken to embrace a new crusade,
In the fight against crime and violence, helping in its reverse,
Is the commitment and dedication of the forensic nurse.


Carmen Henesy

Dedicated to founding president, Virginia Lynch, 
and my colleagues 
of the 
International Association of Forensic Nurses

Copyright (c) 1996 by Carmen Henesy
All rights reserved.