This could be downright creepy, but hopefully it won’t ever be used to any ill purpose. Every now and then, Sam gets so tired he just can’t hold himself upright in his chair anymore. It’s a bit disconcerting to walk in and find him slumped over. 🙁 He’s ok (if uncomfortable), but doesn’t have the muscles to pull himself back up by himself. I’ve fiddled around with a couple of the safety harnesses they use for lifting him and it does the trick – I think without too much discomfort. At least, with less than being doubled-up. The nursing home staff won’t (can’t, I guess) do it unless Sam signs an official form giving them permission.
Understandably, he’s reluctant to do so because lord knows when and how they might abuse it. NOT that I personally suspect anyone there of being intentionally cruel, but the truth is folks won’t slow down enough to actually HEAR what Sam’s wishes are in the moment. He’s quicker, relatively speaking, when he’s got energy, but even then he’s operating on a different time frame. His mind isn’t, I’m still pretty sure of that, but the effort of getting his mouth to just articulate what he’s thinking is becoming more and more obvious. So some dang fool actually dropped him a few weeks ago because she didn’t take the time to let him get his feet under him. And lord knows how many other mishaps, blunders, and errors of disrespect occur just because folks are in a hurry. Even the good ones – the ones Sam really likes, who’ve been there for a long time or otherwise made some kind of connection with him – they’re also prone to just fill in what they think Sam needs/means if he doesn’t respond quickly enough.
It’s a real problem. 🙁
Otherwise, he’s fine. (Oops – Sam, I forgot to tell you my mom says she loves you. And we know she’s not the only one!) Tom & Lou and Barbara Dunn were just leaving when I arrived with piping-hot Thai food. We munched on shrimp salad and chicken satay while visiting with another resident, Carole Sue. She’s a deaf woman I know; a sweetheart of a person if there ever was one. We chatted about bingo, stuffed animals, Sam’s paintings (especially the ones by Phil & Lorraine). Didn’t stay too long, as Sam was wiped out by all his company. I didn’t notice (via the guestbook) if there were other visitors even earlier, but while I was there an off-duty staff person came in with a wee one dressed like a pumpkin. That kid was passed out until Sam started coughing – that woke her up! He sounds kinda like a dragon when he coughs. No danger, but it sounds ominous!