I love my friends that I've met in the nursing home!
Still pre-nursing, I hope to begin the nursing program
in January! I am waiting for my acceptance letter.
Last month, I began volunteering with the activities department of a nursing home here. I work 1:1 with residents who have been "forgotten about" by their families.
My first day, I brought a few large picture books. One was of state parks, another of Spanish cathedrals. The ladies enjoyed them so! Even the lady who doesn't speak English and I communicated perfectly over art.
For every good day that my new friends have, I feel like we have about two not-so-good days. When I have an off day, I get cranky. When they have an off day, they shut down. It took some getting used to. I am there every chance I get, and I adore them. I am learning so much! And I look forward to continuing to work with them.
You will hear that it takes a special person to work with the elderly. It's true. Because the elderly don't open up to just anyone.
This week, one of my new friends passed. It was such an odd feeling for me, to be happy that she had gone. But the truth is, her quality of life was less than stellar. I'm so happy that I got to be part of her smiles and laughter before she left.
I may not end up working with them when I become a registered nurse. I hope I do, but that remains to be seen. Right now, though, I can't think of any other place I'd rather be!