Two weeks later – another mixed up weekend

Why would these weekends be so messed up? That's a question I cannot answer. I don't know if they understaff all the time, or if aides wiggle their way out of working, or if they just plain call off.

Two weeks ago was utterly awful. When the one male aide is not here, the female aides cannot keep it together. Perhaps they need to hire another male aide who might be able to do some residents by himself. They just need a person who's a leader. No one takes over.

Yesterday was mixed up also. But my aide was a different one and she managed to get to me sooner. But they are messing up my suppository timeline. They also have some of my meds messed up which is disconcerting to me.

I also feeling the effects of riding up and down the hallways most of the day looking for something to keep me occupied. Sometimes just about anything looks good.

But this morning my nurse came in on time at suppository time, and gave me other meds. He really isn't making best use of his time. Then he came back probably forty minutes later with my suppositories. He said they would yet me up in a half hour. I certainly hoped he was telling me the truth. But, I kind of wondered about it.

Thirty minutes later, nobody came. Over an hour later two aides and a nurse (working as an aide) showed up to get me out of bed. I had not made it to the bathroom and had soiled the diaper – again. They changed me and cleaned me up.

Then I was put in the bathroom. I heard one of them say under her breath that I could be in there for an hour. I suddenly hoped I had misheard what had been said.

I told them I would not hold the call light because it is too tight for my finger and it is very difficult to pull on. I said I asked that it be changed to regular string two days after I came. I said if I drop my arm off the armrest to turn it on, by the time the aides get in here, my fingers are blue. I didn't care if I set in the bathroom all morning.

Eventually after about thirty-five or forty minutes my roommate heard me calling for help. She put her call light on. When the nurse showed up, she wanted to run. I told her not to leave. I asked her to pull up on my left leg and pull the pillow out from my back – so I could wait better. She said she would get my meds. I told her I did not want to take the cranberry supplement or calcium because of my bloated and maybe slightly impacted belly. She brought my pills back soon after.

They showed up to get me out of the bathroom and two aides cleaned me up. I didn't get breakfast. But I did get situated for the day and was, at least, clean and dressed.

I hope I can work out some type of workable schedule so I will not end up sitting for interminable amounts of time either riding with nothing to do, or on a shower chair hurting from the pressure on my legs.