Fearless Caregiver Contest, Please Vote For Me, Only Til 12/5/13


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Al and Rhino 3me, september two thousand thirteencaregiver

Daily Prompt; Viral


http://dailypost.wordpress.com, DP, Daily Prompt

The New York Times is going to feature your blog on its home page, and you’ve been asked to publish a new post — it’ll be the first thing tens of thousands of new readers see. Write it.

Photographers, artists, poets: show us FIRST.

Hi, my name is Terry. I started writing because God told me too. Before I started writing I spent many hours in elderly people‘s homes caring for them. Sometimes staying for days upon end at a time.

During the time I worked outside the home I was also caring for my Father who had Myeloma. http://www.lls.org/diseaseinformation/myeloma/

Somewhere along my journey in life I started questioning life. I wanted to know what my place was here on earth. What was my talent that God hath given to me. I would glance back at where I had been and once I became better at this I could see pretty much where God was leading me.

Today I would call myself a Professional Caregiver without the Nursing license behind it. Working with disabled children and adults, geriatric and Hospice patients I learned a lot. I can handle the care of a G-tube. I can use an aspirator. I can give medications and shots. I can take your temperature under the tongue, under the arm, or even in the you know where.

I can sit with you while you are sad. I can read you your favorite books. I can read Bible stories to you. I can cry with you and hold your hand in mine. I can place a cool cloth on your forehead. I can sit up, lay you down, change your briefs, take you for a ride or a walk. I can be your best friend. You can count on me to not tell any of your deepest secrets or your worst fears.

I will promise you that you will not die alone. I will be right beside you until your last breath happens. I can file your insurance papers. I can call in your refills, or make doctor appointments for you. I can clean and tidy your house, sorry but no window washing from this gal.

I can do your laundry, cook your meals, and fatten you up with home-made sweet treats. Yes, God has been good to me. He blessed me with a  heart full of love and compassion.

I have to admit not everyone sees me this way. It takes a special person to recognize this type of soul. I have been told I can be cold, bitchy, whiny and nagging. But most of the time I do act in that manner it is out of frustration. For having explained how I feel over and over and the one listening still not getting my point. I do tend to become a little edgy by then.

When you are ill, you listen. You crave for a voice, you desire someone to care. This I can offer.

So when you read my blog New York people, you will know that each and every word written is the truth and nothing but the truth. My blog will always be written from my heart and soul and I will always be speaking directly to you. Why, you ask? Because, this is my talent from God and when God makes people, he does it right.

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Empty Faces


SENIOR CITIZENS FIND THAT NEW ULM, MINNESOTA, ...

Empty spaces

Empty faces

Eyes glazed

Sleepy and dazed

Slouched in their seat

Feeling defeat

People walk by

No reason why

Not stopping to say

How are you today

Just another face

Among  human race

Another mouth to feed

To a heart that does bleed

Take them back to their room

That  is so full of gloom

Change their pants and then

Toss them to bed once again

No one taking the time

To see if they are fine

Walk by the door

Nope they’re not on the floor

Get them up one more time

Get them in the feeding line

Give them a bath or a shower

Get it done within an hour

Then put into bed

Without anything said

She asks as I leave

Can you come here please

Can you sit for a while

Can you offer me a smile…………..

Terry Shepherd

04/04/2013