HW 30 RE-DO

After hearing half our class share 2 minute speechs about what their project was about, I feel as thoigh my own project's topic may have been a bit off. So if this case is true, I would like to change my topic to sharing memories of being in the environment of a nursing home when I was younger.

My mom works in a senior center and sometimes, she makes house calls to a select few. When I was younger, my mother had a senior she would visit and care for at a nursing home. The senior's name was Wilma. I believe she was in her late 80's. While so was a very nice woman, i hated hearing from my mom on the days where I would have to tag along with her to the nursing home because after only one or two visits, i DESPISED it.

The smells, the sounds, everything that the nursing home contained I just didn't like. When my mom would buy me an after school snack on the way to the nursing home, I would make it my misssion to completly finish eating before we arrived because I didn't have the strength to eat ANYTHING when inside.

The seniors are really the only people I didn't have a problem with. All of them were nice and always had good things to say to me and my sister, since we were the youngest kids in there, or better yet the ONLY kids. I guess the Grand mother/father charm got turned on whenever they saw us. I remember there was always one lady in a wheelchair that would always say "God bless you children" everytime we arrived and left the home. I also remember being creeped out, but at the same time amused by this one old man. He always walked back and forth in the long hallway, ALWAYS. I never saw him sit down, eat meals, talk, nothing other than walk back and forth.

While I did mention that the people were nice, I just had a feeling of sadness whenever I was in there. Being on the outside of the nursing home felt like I was really far away. Once I entered, it was as if I was entering a new world. These seniors, they were old, weak, and helpless. They relied on the nurses for everything. It was just a sad place. I always felt like I was being punished on days i would have to go with my mom, although that wasn't the case as I was very young at the time.

Overall, these multiple visits gave me a first glabce on what nursing homes are like and what kind of people end up there. It pretty much relates to Illness and Dying because these people, they're either sick or close to their time of passing. While death is indeed not planned (in my opinion), you almost looked at these seniors and felt like they knew exactly when their time was coming, and that made me most sad.