Quote from Okami_CCRN
If you describe patients as "melted blobs" it could possibly be that nursing, whatever aspect it may be is not for you.
Don't forget the "fat" and "puffy" modifers to "blobs."
OP: These people have led productive lives. They've been entrepreneurs, have run farms, have been teachers or served in the military. Some have even been nurses!! They have raised families...but first were their parents' beloved children.
Allow me for a moment to tell you about a few of my beloved family members who have ended up in nursing facilities.
Grandpa P was the son of Danish inmigrant farmers. He went on to run the farm himself. He raised five children and was an incredibly loving grandpa! He was adored by my children; in fact a few months ago, my 10 yr old daughter cried because she still misses him. He was married to the love of his life for 67 years!! At age 102, he fell at home. While in the hospital he contracted pneumonia... he never recovered and wasn't able to go home. He died at age 104.
Grandma R also raised five children, while suffering from depression and a verbally abusive marriage. She remarried the year before I was born....I'll get to him next. To know her was to love her. She was one to drive three hours to hear me sing in recitals or with my college choir. She would even mail care packages to help my 18 yr old self feel like home. Dementia would eventually rob her of the ability to be at home. She was a wanderer, and it had become too difficult to keep her safe. She was moved into a memory care home.
Grandpa R, again married my grandma before I was born. I never once felt like anything but a beloved granddaughter -- no "step," nor "wife's granddaughter." I received Reader's Digests in the mail for twenty years; he noticed that I enjoyed theirs, when I became bored with the adult conversations while visiting. So when I started college, he started my gift subscription. He was a Navy pilot during WWII. He exemplified "in sickness and in health" by caring for his wife at home (with the help of an adult day program, and that of her famiky) until he couldn't. He was nearly 90 years old when she died. Earlier this year, he fell at home, sustaining some facial fractures and a TBI. He never recovered either and was transferred to a SNF, where he declined extremely quickly.
Aunt M -- Grandpa P's sister -- was a rural schoolteacher, back in the day when teachers boarded with a family near the school. She told stories of being cold and hungry, because the jerks she lived with wanted to maximize their profits. She too declined cognitively so went to LTC........where she corrected the staff's grammar
, and tried to teach the other ladies at the dinner table.
They were most certainly NOT blobs! They were amazing people. And a few more years or decades, and that could be any one of us.
If you truly feel that way, you should listen to your heart and not go to school tomorrow. Your attitude is exceedingly flawed, and needs to be fixed. Those poor people don't deserve it.