Well as the title suggests, I have no card to share today, but thought I would continue with the saga of my elderly client, as there was a bit of interest in the conclusion to the story...so here goes....
All I can say is 'The poor old Dear'
Yes she was taken to hospital after she pressed her emergency button..........she was home in 1 hour.
When I arrived yesterday, she was sitting in her usual seat, and my eyes wandered down to look at her 'bleeding veins' and she was as clean as a whistle. I never bought the subject up...just sat and smiled and waited...Eventually she said to me...'well, have you heard about the drama'...I politely responded 'no, what happened'..................................
WELL....she didn't push the button, her friend rang for the ambulance...she didn't want to go to hospital....her neighbor made her go.....and the ambulance men were not the ones that came last time...these ones had no decorum [the last time was in 2009] probably had a staff shift swap..lol..
AND...they didn't beleive me...her face dropped...and my heart cried....so naturally I told her I beleived her...and she perked up a bit. I also asked her was there a wound..."how could there be a wound if my veins were bleeding" oop's...wrong thing to say.
We had our visit and I left with her sitting all straight backed in her chair, with a small smile.
There she was, sitting in her chair...happy to see me, had the washing machine on, bed all ready for me to make..and so I got started in my work.
OMG!!!!!!!! Went into the bedroom, made the bed, dusted, usual tripe, then I went into the bathroom, which had carpet on the floor...and there were some marks on her usually impeccable carpet.....
Went into the toilet....mmmmm....not what I wanted to see..oop's someone had an accident..cleaned up, cleaned the carpet, went back out to her ladyship, and then she told me ALL OVER AGAIN...about how the hospital didn't believe her about the bleeding....well just quietly [and remember, I was not to get close to the blood, the other day] I now know why they didnt believe her....it was not blood...it was POO.
Well, this time she told me what they thought...what they had told her....and she was very upset about it."but,you saw it did'nt you, what did you think"?....gulp...blood dear, quite sure it was blood.
The backbone straightened up again, and she was quite happy.
So as long as she thinks she's had a near death experience, with bleeding veins...lol..she will be happy. Not forgetting she is 93 years old, with short term memory loss,and a tongue like a viper,
But really a darling old lady, never had children of her own, and was abandoned by her husband 50 years ago and has worked hard everyday of her life, up to her retirement, at 65, and everyday, on her own, only my company for 45mins every morning.
So I have played her game, told her she was right, agreed with her, and peace will resume...hopefully.
Thats been my last couple of days....rather entertaining, and the mystery of the bleeding veins...
Thanks for stopping by....will have a card or 2 on Friday...right now...I need to rest..tomorrow is another day......God help me...