Tuesday, 26 August 2014
08:14:14 PM (GMT)
So, I work in a care home with 26 elderly people that all suffer with dementia. They
all have good days and bad days, but today was one hell of a shift that really struck
me as just how evil this illness is.
I was helping one lady try and eat her lunch, she's lost movement in her hands and
doesn't remember why she needs food or how to swallow it properly so her food is
blended and we feed her. That kinda sucks.
One of my other residents is normally such a lovely lady, she was really violent
today because she wet herself and couldn't understand why we needed to help her into
dry, clean clothes. No matter how many times we tried to explain it to her she wasn't
having any of it. She actually drew blood when she dug her nails so hard into my arm.
It's so heartbreaking that she's normally so with it and happy and today, she was a
completely different person.
One lady is dying, you can see it happening each day more and more, because she is
slowly turning yellow with liver failure. Everyone shrugs and says it's part of the
job but when she does pass, ask any member of staff and they will be saddened by it.
If we didn't get upset when someone dies, we're in the wrong profession. I hope I'm
sad after every single death. You're not meant to get attached to the residents but
you can't help but form friendships when you see these people everyday.
Fuck you, dementia.