Senior moments
On the night shift, someone was calling out in the dining room in the early morning. Old gent with Dementia, poking his head out of his room: “Someone is yelling out there and I haven’t got my shot gun.” I tucked in next to him, hoping to nudge him...
Dirty work
I spoke with a doctor recently. No, it wasn’t concerning my health. He sat down to talk with me about my chosen profession as a Health Care Aide on the Geriatric unit of a hospital. He told me a story about a woman who worked in his office as a medical receptionist....
Bath time
I work as a Health Care Aide on the Geriatric Unit of a hospital and I always tell people how much I love my job. The other day, I was reminded why. I was about to give a bath to one of our patients, someone who tootles around in a wheel chair, not really relating to...
When caregiving feels like dad and me vs. the hospital
Every step in the recovery process was delicate and had a potential setback, every remedy had a potential side effect.
The hospital’s rules vs. the caregiver’s expectations
I quickly learned that hospitals abide by their own set of rules and not at all in tune with my expectations as a caregiver.
Surviving the ER
Being a caregiver in the ER is usually pretty awful. It feels like I’m always in the way. The hospital staff seem to either ignore me or the patient – they never acknowledge both of us at once. I have to walk the fine line between advocating for my loved one and...Top Posts
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