G: "Can I go? Can I go?"
Me: "Yes you can go."
Grace lays back down. A few minutes pass.
G: "Can I go? Can I go?"
No one answers immediately
G: (in a weak voice, pleading) "Please? Please? Can I go? Please please?"
The Caregiver: “I’ll be there, Grace, just wait a minute while I clean up from lunch.”
G: (in a weak voice, pleading) "Please? Please? Can I go? Please please please please?"
Me: ”Yes you can go.”
G: “Okay, thank you.”
I go back to my computer.
G: "Can I go? Can I go?"
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Imagining her in a nursing home, asking this over and over and no one answering saddens me. I imagine her saying .. "Please? Please?" And everyone too busy or too used to this question being asked repeatedly.
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I just walked by her and she asked.."can I go to her rag barrel?"
Anyone know what that is?
Getting caught up on your posts, Edie.
The cries you hear in the nursing home are heartbreaking. "Help me" is one I hear nearly every time I'm there, and they always go unanswered because they are so common. No one even looks up, except me. I wonder what has to happen to generate some real interest? I understand the patients do repeat things over and over, and that particular cry is a common one often with nothing prompting it, but it is the saddest thing to hear/see/experience in action.
Julie
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