kimrose
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Got a few that tie for me. First, when I was in nursing school, I was taking care of this lady who was 102 years old, she was in the hospital for something. All of a sudden, she started waving her arms in the air and laughing, while she looked directly at the spot she was waving her arms in. I asked her what she was doing and she said she was playing with the white doves. I got chills all over my body, hearing her say that. Sure enough, when I came back the next day, they told me she had passed away in the night.
After graduation, I went to work in a longterm care facility, and one of our residents was a lady who had previously had a stroke and was immobilized completely. She had been at the facility for years, in good health before the stroke, but the last year or so of her life was spent unable to move anything but her eyes, and she would just stare at her call light for hours. We always kept a very close eye on her because we knew she couldn't call for help, and her call light never came on. When she finally (mercifully) passed away, for about three weeks afterward, her call light would come on, even though no one was in her room. We knew it was Miss G., playing with her light, because she could finally reach it.
Another night at the Home, one of my favorite residents passed away, he had been ill for a couple of weeks and we knew the end was near for him. When he did pass, it was in the middle of a thunderstorm, in the middle of night. My CNA and I were doing the man's post mortem care, when all of a sudden the power went out! The CNA was too startled to stay in a pitch black room with a dead body, so I told him to go ahead on, that I would be okay to finish on my own. He of course, thought I was crazy, lol, but he ran out of that room so fast, didn't think twice, just said, "you're nuts, Kim!" as he was running. lol. So, there I was in the middle of a thunderstorm, in complete darkness, cleaning and caring for my favorite "Grandpa", crying and telling him how much I was going to miss him. Don't know if I could have done it for anyone else at the facility. I just loved that man so much, that for some reason I wasn't afraid.
After graduation, I went to work in a longterm care facility, and one of our residents was a lady who had previously had a stroke and was immobilized completely. She had been at the facility for years, in good health before the stroke, but the last year or so of her life was spent unable to move anything but her eyes, and she would just stare at her call light for hours. We always kept a very close eye on her because we knew she couldn't call for help, and her call light never came on. When she finally (mercifully) passed away, for about three weeks afterward, her call light would come on, even though no one was in her room. We knew it was Miss G., playing with her light, because she could finally reach it.
Another night at the Home, one of my favorite residents passed away, he had been ill for a couple of weeks and we knew the end was near for him. When he did pass, it was in the middle of a thunderstorm, in the middle of night. My CNA and I were doing the man's post mortem care, when all of a sudden the power went out! The CNA was too startled to stay in a pitch black room with a dead body, so I told him to go ahead on, that I would be okay to finish on my own. He of course, thought I was crazy, lol, but he ran out of that room so fast, didn't think twice, just said, "you're nuts, Kim!" as he was running. lol. So, there I was in the middle of a thunderstorm, in complete darkness, cleaning and caring for my favorite "Grandpa", crying and telling him how much I was going to miss him. Don't know if I could have done it for anyone else at the facility. I just loved that man so much, that for some reason I wasn't afraid.