It’s almost the end of May. Today the nursing home was abuzz with activity from the nursing staff. The residents who normally sit in the rotunda where the nurses station is located are a bit confused by what is happening. The painters are working on the walls and giving them a spit and shine. BackContinue reading “A Day in May”
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A Cheerful Aide
This weekend our hallway has a nurse’s aide named Denise. She works weekends. I remember that she works double shift on weekends. So when I saw her today I asked if she was working until 11pm. She started working at 7am. Denise shook her head and said she will work until 7am tomorrow. I wasContinue reading “A Cheerful Aide”
The Saddest Place
I think you can guess what my blog post title refers to. It’s this place. My current home. I’m surrounded by people who are burdened with pain, crippled limbs, immobile in a wheelchair with a broken body. There are residents who shout out loud in their unconsciousness because they are in a hellish place inContinue reading “The Saddest Place”
Freedom
I’m free!!! I’m free of the feeding tube!!! The nurse took it out by pulling the tube out of my belly. It didn’t hurt. It feels good to be free of the tube. Now I have to think about our future. We don’t want to live in this place forever.
Exasperation
I’m exasperated. I’m now waiting for dinner. I don’t know what I ordered. But I’m feeling useless here. My job is to eat food and get weighed every week. Other than that I am not working. I wish I could work on a story that I started last year. But the trips to the hospitalContinue reading “Exasperation”
Evening Thoughts
It’s after 7:30. The hurly burly of the day has died down. Dinner trays have been collected and meds have been dispensed to the residents. Our nurse is finishing up and preparing for the next day. Residents are settling down in their beds and some have the television on. Some are looking through their cellphonesContinue reading “Evening Thoughts”
Every day before breakfast comes I get sad and feel doubtful about my day. But once I have my breakfast I feel able to deal with my day. I pray every morning to God that my day will go well with His help. My meds include an anti-anxiety pill to keep me stable. But theyContinue reading
Sunday
It’s close to noon. I’m feeling sad now. It seems to me that all I do is wait for the next meal. That’s my job. I need to weigh 100 pounds for them to disconnect me from my feed and take away tube feeding. Life in this nursing home is monotonous. I’m only happy ifContinue reading “Sunday”
Friday
It’s Friday evening. I’m resting in bed after sitting with my Dad. Dad had a late supper. He ate most of his food. He’s resting now in his recliner. He started humming to himself. I think he likes it here in our nursing home. However, when I told him I talked to Social Security toContinue reading “Friday”
My Sad Morning
This morning I felt sad and unhappy. I looked at my life here in the nursing home with a lowering feeling. I faced a day of eating meals that were challenging to me. I was subject to the whims of the cook who made these meals, and I had no input on how he madeContinue reading “My Sad Morning”
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