MATT & ANTHONY A NURSING HOME TALE
MATT & ANTHONY. A NURSING HOME TALE
By Karen Strickholm 08/29/2024
Welcome to this re-imagined communique, designed to update, entertain and inform you monthly! Find tales from the inside – funny, moving, shocking, thought-provoking. Also, tips on navigatiing America’s long term care jalopy, and fun tidbits, like the sketch comedy bit below.
Today we talk about being naked. Matt and Anthony, two very young students training to become nurse’s aides (CNAs), are assigned to put on an “adult brief” (as it’s euphemistically called) on me, a transitional tool needed since graduating from a bladder foley.
“WRONG Anthony, put that HERE,” Matt instructs, pointing to the pad he’s just positioned in the crease between my leg and my hoo-ha on his side. I’m laying flat between them, stark naked, legs splayed open in dissected frog position.
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“It doesn’t go there, MATT. It’s supposed to be like THIS,” Anthony retorts with full distain. A young buck epic clashing of the antlers is raging above me. The struggle is real. I however am incidental.
Other than this cleaning and diapering of my nether parts, my hoo-ha is of zero interest to them. The application of this brief, however, is EVERYTHING.
The pads now positioned, the boys are wrestling over who gets to roll a pillow case like a bandana, destined for under my belly to prevent chafing.
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FACTOID: One in four of you will be spending some significant time in a nursing home.
Anthony seizes the reins: “I’LL DO IT,” ripping the pillow case out of Matt’s hands. Matt stands momentarily defeated, but maneuvers fast to grab the brief.
“I’ve got this Anthony, LET GO OF IT,” he sneers. Matt may still have braces and teenage acne, but he’s nobody’s bitch.
We learn to savor these psychodramas that regularly unfold in these joints – it’s entertainment. Modesty is long gone. Your input is not required. You are reduced in these scenarios to a sack of flesh and bones.
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The task is finally done, crooked but I’ll take it.
“Thanks guys!” I say to their backs.
The Clash Of The Titans, Chapter Whatever, is over. On to the next room and naked broken body.
Get used to it – In and out comes this veritable parade of CNAs, nurses, med techs, wound care folks, doctors, physician assistants, nurse practitioners, occupational and physical therapy, business office to collect money. So many people!
All in a rush, overworked, underpaid, Doing their best to navigate a hopelessly tangled bureaucracy in which profit sits at the helm, not the patients.
It’s remarkable. It’s barely managed chaos, and inside that frame, you are gonna have to get naked at some point with them all.
/fin
2024 – Another challenge with angry lungs, this time afflicted with Covid plus RSV plus pneumonia plus bilateral lower lung collapse. Then kidney stones. By holiday season am stabilized. Sleep, a lot. Steroids at long last lowered. Wounds start to heal. Accomplish standing yet again.
Next Episode:
Emotional Support Chickens, Theft! Cluck Yeah, A NURSING HOME TALE
Previously:
MARIA & WHY, A NURSING HOME TALE
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