THE DOWN HILL SLOPE

I had to post these cute kitty pictures. BB’s dad sent them to me– a forward from a forward kind of email. I need a little extra cheering up lately and these pics hit the spot.

Work is just so so not a very happy place for me and for most of the other employees. I would say “it’s like were on the Titanic and the ship is going down and I’m hanging on with all my might not wanting to be one of those people who fall off the ship hitting objects and crashing all the way down”. Now, a year later, I say “I have fallen off the ship and I’m in the water hugging a piece of wood–with Leonardo Dicaprio keeping me a float ~I still try to find the positive aspect of things in a horrendous situation~

The new administrator and RN are not adjusting well. They don’t even go onto the wings to visit with the residents. They have no empathy,compassion, patience. Point blank–they don’t give a *chit*

The tension at work is so thick, somedays I feel my tears wailing up inside of me.

Moral is so low.

The activity lady, who was once bubbly and fun is now barely speaking, and just going through the motions doing her planned activities.

The maintenance man quit, so now the place is falling apart.

Most of the caregivers should be fired for not doing their job.There is so much more neglect.

It is so overwhelming. I close my eyes and try to sleep but all I see are snippets of the neglect I see throughout the day.

I’m on the floor all day long and make a point to visit with all the 47 residents. I consider them all my best friends. I knell down to their level and look them into their eyes and say “hello beautiful” ..Or “hello handsome–ya I’m talking to you” If you could see the smiles on their faces, I know it’s worth the agony of everything that is so wrong. Their love, and smiles keep my going.