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Once in a while I dig a slight depth into personal thoughts and feelings on here. This will be one of those times.
My day job has me meeting with individuals that most often need a hands on level of care to function in their daily lives.
I’m not a stranger to what this life looks like. As a child my time spent with my mom involved caregivers and near the end, nursing facilities.
My skin is not necessarily thicker with an early introduction to individuals on a quicker path to death than most of us.
I’ve seen a lot of cancer patients, old age, amputees, and dementia patients. I’ve seen complainers and the gamut of behavioral health affected people. I’ve seen young and old, and in-between. And people have passed.
Each individual I meet has a story, each family member has a strength and a weakness within these stories. Each outcome of these cases cause a pause in my life. A breath. A thought to ponder. At times a tear for how quick and unforgiving life can be.
Published on January 27, 2015 11:07