The past two visits were one of poop
and the next of pee.
Sooo I didn't post about them since that's what the visit consisted of.
Ok, thats all i can recall of them which sucks...
mom and aids fussing and fighting in the bathroom.
"She's like this because you are here" (sigh)
mom was snarky and unrested last time and I found out a couple days
later her room mate had gone to the hospital and is now in the
"family room"
This is a private room they provide for you to be with your loved
one as they pass on .
She was a gentle mother who LOVED her baby doll and sang a
Polish tune consisting of the Polish word for whore over and over.
It really was funny.
oh well...
So many many residents there "disappear" one week in their same chair
then at some point I realize they have been gone.
I swear it must be a very difficult place to work.
I make mental notes as to the stages i see happen prior to that...
cannot feed ones self/ soft food only
cannot talk
Losing the knowledge of how to walk
Laughing and crying out of the blue
leaning
sleeping really deeply
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I would find it very very hard to work there or any place like it. I would always be sad for the people there.
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