Well today was quite interesting for about four hours. I had a patient to take care of. Since I had asked to work in Russellville, I was dumb enough to think close to home, but I was wrong.
It ended up not being so far away, less than 15 miles. The issue was I had an office person lead the way in her car and I just couldn’t keep up. I lost her a couple of times. I was much slower than even my daughter thinks I am as I went through many curves and up and down hills. Small roads and more curves. I was in an area I didn’t even know existed.
When we arrived she made a comment about me not keeping up. My quick defense was that I had never been out this far. I wasn’t used to any of the roads and I took slower pace because of the hills and curves.
She laughed and stated she had grown up here all her life. She thought I was silly but I was still trying to pull my imaginary fingers off of the steering wheel, I was so afraid. The gentleman had once been a huge farmer. His house was gorgeous, big and full of all types of goodies to look at.
The entire time I was there he wanted me to leave. He was alert but still needed watching over. I didn’t take it personal. I could only imagine how he felt after being a father and husband of this lovely farm for over sixty years.
I cleaned his bathroom, swept the house, shook rugs, fixed supper, tried to talk to him and charted. I was told that he could ambulate by himself, but the first two times I watched him walk, he stumbled this way and that, just like I do.
From then on, I held his elbow when he walked. It wasn’t long before he took my hand and let me guide him where he was walking. He told me thank-you for being so kind.
I came home and decided to cook myself a real meal for a change. The house was chilly and my feet were letting me know it by burning more. I changed clothes and got into my warm PJ’s and soft house coat. I took my socks off to put my slippers on and my feet were pure white from being so cold.
I hurried and turned my heater on to get the chill out of here and then turned the stove on to start supper. I fried up a pork steak. I boiled a potato, and sliced up a big, fat tomato and cut up a green pepper. I had a cookie for dessert. The kitchen warmed quickly. The window steamed and it did smell so good in here.
I saw at the client’s house that he had two sticky pads laying down in areas of the kitchen. Stuck to them were what I have here, black crickets. The next time I go out to the store I am grabbing those. I hate the thoughts of me sleeping and crickets are hopping on me. Yuck, gives me goose bumps as I even ponder on that idea.
I have no work so far for about a week, so while I still home this morning my daughter informed me of a perfect job right here in town. I took the time to apply for it. Keep your fingers crossed and the prayers coming that what ever I am supposed to be doing, I am guided in that direction.