Today, I arrived at the nursing home with my head hung low and apprehension of what I would see today. By 8:30, the day shift had arrived and were busy doing everything that night shift hadn't done.
Mom's roomie, Ms. Davis was feeling sick and had called for help. She was in misery needing a bed pan, so I went around searching for someone to help her. I found the nurse and explained that she was crying and needed help. "I'll be there in just a minute!" Awesome, so Mom was sleeping and I decided to drive around the corner to get a couple things for her. I got back about 45 minutes later to find Ms. Davis still freaking out because they had not done anything for her. I was immediately angry! I headed up the hallway speaking loudly about what a shitty place this nursing home was...when Angela (director of social services) greeted me with Good Morning! "Good morning to you too." I replied. I kept walking on and went outside to calm down and have a smoke...grumbling
On the way back in, Angela greets me again...Good morning! So I continued past her muttering "Mornin" again. I got to the room and Ms. Davis was being helped so I waited outside. While I was standing there, I heard that 6 people nearby had diarrhea. Yay for someone in the kitchen not cleaning their hands! Angela strolls by again cheerfully saying Good Morning to me again. At that point, I figured it was just being fake.
Everything settles down, back in the room and Mom is awake too. She proceeds to tell me what a nightmare it is to deal with night shift there. The pad to move her has been replaced by a sheet and it's in knots. I moved it a bunch and got the wrinkles from under her but wasn't able to reposition it to help move her around the bed. I went to see if I could get some assistance where Angela again greeted me with a big Good Morning! "It would be a good morning, if I could get some help moving my mother!" 5 seconds later, there were 2 people there to help. Angela didn't even have to say anything, they just magically appeared. So we got Mom situated and everything seemed to calm down.
So at this point, I'm tired of hearing Good Morning when Angela comes into the room to greet us all once again. Ms. Davis just wanted to be left alone and she said so. Mom was awake so she wanted to gripe! Angela made a decent attempt at smoothing over all the bullshit that had already happened...long before this morning. Then she noticed Mom's linens had been on the floor and raved about how that was unacceptable. Grabbed them up and took them out of the room...never to be seen again. Cleanliness is great! She didn't bother to take a dirty hand towel that had been on the dresser for 4 days. She didn't listen to anyone, she raised her voice and spoke over Mom and I.
Fake fucker acting like she cares...I just wanted to knock her ass out. It's OK to leave a woman to shit all over herself but it's unacceptable to see linens touch the floor....Get real!
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