A client we care for has really been struggling of late - not long left.
To see someone decline, in pain, confusion and awash with anxiety is hard. I've been riding through with a calmness that belies my decades with anxiety. Yesterday they could barely walk - multiple ambulance visits. Over 2 days I had many encounters with new people. I actually thrived in all the new situations and socialising.
Last night the client was in so much pain, mess and confusion. I've seen this decline over 5 months or so. Whilst they have a short temper - they are a good soul. Last night was tough though. Whilst I remained calm - for a few moments there I thought I might cry. Helping them off the loo, clean them up. Walk them to their bedroom. I sat on their bed - reassuring them, as they writhed, and gagged, and pleaded I not to leave them. I had a feeling in my gut that the nurse would arrive on my last visit - and they were there. They had administered meds to help them sleep. Today - it might be their last.
The other carer who does this area is struggling. This is a difficult time. I work their round tomorrow - 15 hour day. I do this 3 times a week. Anyway - on my lunch break I said let's get a coffee. We can chat, connect, and hopefully both process these things.
Action in working lots is helping keep my brain ache from being realised - and now I have the afternoon off...
I'm a people pleaser - but helping others doesn't ever really fill the void within; and when it calls out to me - I just burst into tears.
Truth be told - working as a carer continues to put my own struggles into perspective. I'm growing more as a person, but a recent breakup has highlighted just how much further I need to heal.
A lot has been happening recently - and I've not cried yet; which is fine. I think it will happen soon though, and that's fine too.
In a work meeting they did intros for the staff for all the newcomers. When the boss got to me they said:
I always go the extra mile, that all the clients I've worked for love me, and that any client who gets to be cared for by me is extremely lucky.
Ed
To see someone decline, in pain, confusion and awash with anxiety is hard. I've been riding through with a calmness that belies my decades with anxiety. Yesterday they could barely walk - multiple ambulance visits. Over 2 days I had many encounters with new people. I actually thrived in all the new situations and socialising.
Last night the client was in so much pain, mess and confusion. I've seen this decline over 5 months or so. Whilst they have a short temper - they are a good soul. Last night was tough though. Whilst I remained calm - for a few moments there I thought I might cry. Helping them off the loo, clean them up. Walk them to their bedroom. I sat on their bed - reassuring them, as they writhed, and gagged, and pleaded I not to leave them. I had a feeling in my gut that the nurse would arrive on my last visit - and they were there. They had administered meds to help them sleep. Today - it might be their last.
The other carer who does this area is struggling. This is a difficult time. I work their round tomorrow - 15 hour day. I do this 3 times a week. Anyway - on my lunch break I said let's get a coffee. We can chat, connect, and hopefully both process these things.
Action in working lots is helping keep my brain ache from being realised - and now I have the afternoon off...
I'm a people pleaser - but helping others doesn't ever really fill the void within; and when it calls out to me - I just burst into tears.
Truth be told - working as a carer continues to put my own struggles into perspective. I'm growing more as a person, but a recent breakup has highlighted just how much further I need to heal.
A lot has been happening recently - and I've not cried yet; which is fine. I think it will happen soon though, and that's fine too.
In a work meeting they did intros for the staff for all the newcomers. When the boss got to me they said:
I always go the extra mile, that all the clients I've worked for love me, and that any client who gets to be cared for by me is extremely lucky.
Ed
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