When my child is in a critical health moment and possibly dying, I definitely want a self-centered person who seems to have zero idea that a chaplain is supposed to be there for other people.
It’s horrible.
Right. Trans stuff aside, you want someone fairly serious for this job. I don't want to hear "Hiiiiiiiiiii! I'm like, soooooooo sorry that your child is super sick, that totally sucks. Do you like cheese? I like cheese!"
Trans stuff aside, you want someone fairly serious for this job. I don't want to hear "Hiiiiiiiiiii! I'm like, soooooooo sorry that your child is super sick, that totally sucks. Do you like cheese? I like cheese!"
"Terminal leukemia. That's a bummer. Anyway, did I mention that my pet iguana is named after Dr Fauchi? Aren't I quirky? LOL. Let's take some pics for Instagram!!!"
You said exactly what I wanted to say. I work in oncology and our chaplains are there to provide some peace and support to patients and families going through illness. They’re not there to “shake things up” and force pronoun usage on sick pediatric patients. They always go for the most vulnerable, don’t they.
So true. Her bio looks like something written by a child. Completely unprofessional considering the seriousness of her position
But I admit that I laughed at her admitting that her cat was named after a Harry Potter character. I'm surprised she didn't dedicate a paragraph to apologizing for naming an animal after a book series written by "The Transphobic Nazi Witch". 🤣
Why oh why are all these womens biographies and info about themselves so childish. For someone who is supposedly doing such serious work, ministering to people and supporting families during very uncertain and dark periods, the whole third grade vibe is really offputting. I dont care about your quirky millennial hobbies or twitter debate points, I want to know you can handle sickness, death, grief, hopelessness, enduring suffering, you know, the big existential things. If I was handed a pamphlet about this service, I would immediately question the hospitals judgment, possibly walk out with the tubes still in me lol.
I cant imagine this appealing to anybody except the sassy sticker on your water bottle crowd, can you imagine some regular old working class family, who is falling apart at the seams personally and financially trying to get their kid treatment for something that could kill them, having to put up with this uwu monstrosity. Why should they care about her fiances pronouns, or what fandoms her cat's names come from, or that she likes fucking cheese. Why should her colleagues, who are dealing with the debt of watching useless suffering every day, give a shit that she just wuvvvvvs otters, lol. Is she talking to the kids or grown adults who have hospital jobs???? Does she know the difference? When i see shit like this I see a service provider who needs more from me than I need from her, and I run the other way.