Night shifts and Epictetus: the dichotomy of control on a hospital ward
The Enchiridion opens by dividing things into those up to us (our judgments, impulses, desires and aversions) and those not up to us (our bodies, property, reputation, office). Epictetus says that suffering comes from treating the second kind as though it were the first.
On an intensive care ward this is useful in a very concrete way. I can't decide whether a patient lives. I can decide how carefully I check the drip, how I speak to the family, whether I take the bad night home with me.
But I also see the risk. "Not up to me" can become an excuse. Staffing levels aren't up to me as an individual nurse, but they are up to us, and to managers, and to voters. Does Stoic acceptance make people too quiet about things that could be changed?