Nursing Home Horrors

The system has been created to devour our elderly whole.

The old man sat through his lunch with his pants down around his ankles, while confined to a wheelchair. Every time he hailed a Nurses Aid to get help, he was ignored.

When I came into the room, he greeted me and asked if I'd seen his Aid.

I asked him why his pants were around his ankles, he looked embarrassed.

"The girl went to get some help."

"When was that?"

"Before lunch."

I hit the button to summon help. It was ten minutes to 2pm. We tried to get his pants back on, but he wasn't able to stand. Every time he tried, his fall alarm went off.

Twice an Aid looked in to turn off the alarm, and vanished. Finally, I left the room and brought someone back. She called the Aid, they came in to, to find he was sitting on a soiled pad. It was 2:30 pm.

I was furious.

I'm still furious, because time has run out on his 'Golden' 20 days of Medicare. There is no way to care for him at home, and no other nursing home will take him after 20 days. Because after that, there's a steep co-pay. The nursing home has swallowed him, now it's coming for all his assets.

It's legal.

Wise One-Liner

We're all a little nuts.

"Few things are more self-destructive than a combination of high entitlement and a lazy work ethic." Read more

The above is related to the mental illness manifested by the compulsive taking of 'Selfies.' They're talking about Narcissism. A nasty form of mental illness that appears to have taken over the population, as expressed by 'Selfies' in this case.

Whatever....

I think there's a lot of truth to the above: High entitlement and a lazy work ethic makes for a very harsh and lonely life, full of frustrations, because "having it all" is a hell of a lot of work.

In the 1970's women were told "you can't have it all. Go back to the kitchen and have another baby if you're bored."

In the 1980's women were told "Yes! You can have it all!"

In the 1990's women busted their asses trying to "have it all" but there wasn't anyone home to take care of the kids.

Now, the economy is in the toilet, still! and people are broke. The changes to healthcare have helped some people get out of corporate Amerika, but the jobs are 'trickling down' whatever that means. 

The 1% and the Wannabe 1% are out taking selfies. One of those strange women whose only job appears being famous (how does she get paid for that?) is publishing a book of some 2k selfie photos. 

Well, at least we're TOLD she took them. LOL You can't tell with that crowd. 


Let's look at the 12 traits of the Narcissist, which I have just lifted from Wikipedia:

Narcissists typically display most, and sometimes all, of the following traits:

• An obvious self-focus in interpersonal exchanges
• Problems in sustaining satisfying relationships*
• A lack of psychological awareness* 
• Difficulty with empathy*
• Problems distinguishing the self from others 
• Hypersensitivity to any insults or imagined insults* 
• Vulnerability to shame rather than guilt
• Haughty body language*
• Flattery towards people who admire and affirm them* 
• Detesting those who do not admire them* 
• Using other people without considering the cost of doing so
• Pretending to be more important than they really are*
• Bragging and exaggerating their achievements*
• Claiming to be an "expert" at many things
• Inability to view the world from the perspective of other people
• Denial of remorse and gratitude 

I've put the traits of this budding author in itallics, and the really fun ones I've made bold.

Hmm...with traits like those, I suppose the book isn't any good. However, if she gets any bad reviews, she's going to be vindictive.

Meanwhile, back at the Croft...Let's Do Lunch is still free. Just in case you were looking for a GOOD book, instead of a printed collection from some bimbo's Face Book pages.

Meow!

Setting Up Shop

People change. It can be for the better or for the worst. I've moved and my life is about to change, I hope this will be for the best. 

The new farm, which is currently known as Talbot Hill is my Dad's place. I could change the name, going to blog over at Mom's blog "Icy Road." Or I can just start over. 

There are so really great perks about the new farm. For one thing there are three more acres of land and an orchard. There's an office/studio in a huge garage. There are wings to the garage for the animals, and there's a spring at the bottom of the hill. 

I'll take over Mother's studio, and continue to publish her stories from there. Just got to get it cleaned up and painted.

This isn't really a farm, yet. There's a garage, but no barn for the animals. There aren't any critters here, just me and the mice.