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This afternoon, as I was saying hello to the newest resident of my assisted living facility and getting slobbered on by the ancient Bassett hound she'd brought with her, I was reminded of an incident... Read More

  1. Visit  FranEMTnurse profile page
    #13 2
    i loved this story too, marla. it gave me my chuckle for the day. oh the enjoyment our pets give us.
  2. Visit  hello121 profile page
    #14 2
    Animals do make such a difference in our daily lives, I know first hand because I have a trio of my own
  3. Visit  twinkletoes53 profile page
    #15 1
    I couldn't stop laughing at your article. I've always had dogs. Currently I have three small, older ones. I have severe diffuse arthritis and dread the day that I won't be able to live by or care for myself. When I had my second knee replacement, one of my best friends went to my home and put my three critters in her van. Then she drove to the Rehab. facility I was in, put me in a wheelchair and took me outside to see them. I was so happy I just cried. She truly made my day.
    I've been in my home for over 20 years. It's a single level home, paid for, but not handicapped accessible. I climb 4 stairs to get into the house. When I had to use a power wheelchair for 2 months after another surgery I had, I scratched up my newly painted walls. Of course this couldn't have happened BEFORE I'd painted the interior of the house for the first time in over 15 years! I also scraped the wallpaper off the lower parts of the walls in my foyer. Halls weren't wide enough, plus I'd had about 2 minutes of instruction from the medical rental company on how to use my chair. The only reason I would move is to get into a handicapped accessible home, with wider hallways and no steps at all.
    I cannot imagine a life without my dogs. I was recently fired from a job I'd had for 34.5 years. At home, I have a 13 year old, 4.8lb. Maltese in heart failure, a 13 year old deaf Bichon Frise, and a 7 year old Lhasa Apso I adopted that was a rescue from a "Puppy Mill", and had been caged for 5 1/2 years. I told my friends, God must have known what was going to happen to me, and He said "Just what these dogs will need one day--a nurse with time on her hands!"
  4. Visit  cknowlton profile page
    #16 2
    OMG........That Was Awesome.......And Well Written Thanks For The Smile And Laugh Today!!!!!!!!
  5. Visit  cknowlton profile page
    #17 1
    In Regards To The LTC.with the animals
  6. Visit  ttmm2008 profile page
    #18 2
    Great article. You are truly an awesome story teller and a very good writer. You should put your stories together into a memoir or something. Seriously!! Looking forward to more posts from you.
  7. Visit  Hoozdo profile page
    #19 2
    Your article made my day! What an entertaining read. You really should
    consider writing a book.
  8. Visit  shouldabeenabarista profile page
    #20 1
    Very happy story.
    When my job gets to be just too much I will go down the halls and hang out with one of the many dogs and cats we have. "Our" pets are just as beloved as our people patients. I had one lady, whose pup was in family care while she was in the hospital, snicker and tell me "So I wonder if you all missed my dog more than me while we were gone!"
    Pets just make the world seem better.
  9. Visit  No Stars In My Eyes profile page
    #21 3
    How hysterical! What a great story; Icould picture it are a very good writer! I, myself am responsible for sneaking pets in to see their owners before it was an approved activity/therapy. It helped that I worked 3-11's and weekends, when no administrators were around, and in small enough facilities where you could track the supervisors rounds and know she wouldn't be back for a while; plus I had several charge-nurses who would either help or agree to turn their back for a while. I had a pt. who was in the hosp for several weeks healing from a complication from surgery and he was soooo down; I arranged with his wife to show up at the back door with his two boxers, and oh! the reunion! I could've cried because not only was my patient happy, but the dogs wiggled themselves inside-out! But my best one was a sweet LOL who loved cats and had to "give them up" when she went into the nursing home. No, I wasn't able to get her cats, but I had a cat that had a litter of seven, and when they were old enough to be away from their mom a little while, I loaded them into a basket, which I brought in to my LOL's room, saying, "Mary, I have visitors for you!"...I dumped them into her bed with her, and she was so absolutely THRILLED. That's the kind of rule-breaking I used to love to do.