Work

I have TONS of stories to share about things that happen at work. I have a lot of stories written down in a little notebook, but I don't have that with me right now. I am still loving my job, although workplace drama has started! To put it VERY briefly, the person in charge is not doing a good job....at all. It has caused some serious issues and a lot of gossip and hard feelings amongst the staff. Luckily, as of right now, I haven't been directly affected by it all. I just have to listen to the ones who HAVE been complain. Hopefully things are being taken care of though! Regardless of all of that, I still love going to work every day to hang out with and love on the residents! We are supposed to be seeing some really positive changes happening in our memory care. I might even have my own desk pretty soon! ;-)

I had my first really hard time at work when one of the residents passed away. It was my friend David who was always the first to jump in and participate. He had a brain disease and when it hit him, it hit him fast and hard. He passed away on October 7th. He was my Aggie friend. :) He was a very respected and intelligent man and I miss him dearly. I knew that this was part of the job, but I wasn't prepared for David to be the first to go. You can read his obituary HERE. I thought it was neat to read about his life and his accomplishments. If you do some research online you'll also find a few books that he assisted with, one of which includes instructions on how to carve a turkey. :)

I have really grown to love each of the residents and I think and hope they have done the same with me. Although part of my job is to "take care" of them, they take care of me too. On Friday I left work early to go to the doctor for congestion/allergy stuff. I told one of the residents, Ginny, that I was leaving. She responded with a concerned "why?" I told her that I needed to go to the doctor so I could start feeling better. She started brushing my hair with her hand and said, "Now listen here little girl... you be SO careful!" :) Then today, we had a big Halloween luncheon with all of the residents. I got up and danced with Dorothy for a while and we had a good time! After she sat down she called over some of the staff and said, "That girl there is so good. She's my daughter." Haha!

I can't wait to get my notebook and share more stories! I'll share one more for now. Fran fell a few weeks back and hurt her hip/thigh. She has been in a wheelchair since then, but it is starting to heal and she has been able to use it more lately. Yesterday I needed her to walk with me a short distance. I held her hands to help her and said, "Fran, we can just take our time. We can go real slow." She quickly responded, "Well you're gonna have to! I'm an old woman!" :)

More to come!