Here I am.
After a hiatus, I finally sat down and decided it was time to write.
Why did I stop? In short, I needed a break. I needed to take something off my plate.
I had a few people attack me on Facebook messenger and was just over it. Not even angry. Just over it.
Throw in three back surgeries in 2021, the death of two of our pets, and a spoonful of depression and generalized anxiety.
And I’ve been struggling with what to write. I carry some COVID-related anger. Mostly, I am angry that our society isn’t more empathetic toward older adults.
We’ve all heard sad tales about nursing homes unable to allow families in to visit. That’s devastating, but it’s not the whole story. It’s also that a nursing home resident can’t see her friend down the hallway. Because of HIPAA, they may not know if they are well, dead, or in the COVID wing. A nursing home resident sees residents being relocated. Who is going where? Will they come back? And who is in that body bag that I caught a glance of when my door was opened?
Some residents are in the know about the pandemic. They watched the numbers rise on the scroll at the bottom of their TV. They hear people on the news say “Old people are the only ones who die” and realize that much of society thinks they are disposable.
A friend’s grandma was quarantined in her room at a nursing home for 10 consecutive months. No group activities. No congregate meals. No visitors. She had a roommate during this time. Her roommate was woman who often cried out in pain, although staff couldn’t find any physical problem. At the begin of the pandemic, she could have an intelligent conversation with the roommate. After a few months, the roommate could no longer carry on a conversation. She was only able to grunt and cry. My friend’s grandma started to resent her and would often lose her patience.
Now I am hearing that the pandemic is over and “We made it.” First, many nursing homes are shut down right now due to outbreaks. Residents in some places are not sure they will be able to see their families for Thanksgiving. Also, I struggle when people say “We made it.” Not all of us did make it. Many of us died. What you mean is that you made it.
I used to spend time in nursing homes, assisted livings, and memory care communities to do education and programming. I’m not back yet. My college students often work in nursing homes and they give me updates on morale among both residents and staff. It’s been rough for both. (So rough that a colleague at the university and me are in the midst of a study looking at post-traumatic stress and post-traumatic growth among nursing home employees.)
I am frustrated at the lack of mental health services available to nursing home residents. I’ve said this for several years now…but after COVID? It’s heartbreaking. Residents have negotiated trauma, loss, and grief. And there’s no counselor available to these individuals. My colleague and I are working on this, as well. How can we get counseling interns and practicum students into nursing homes? How can we work to meet this need rather than ignoring the terrifying roller coaster nursing home residents have been on?
I’m back because I’m a gerontologist, and gerontologists have a lot of work to do right now. COVID has reminded me America doesn’t care about grandmas and grandpas unless they are your grandmas and grandpas.
I’m back because some of you reached out to me. Sometimes I reached back, and sometimes I didn’t. But your acknowledgement that my blog has been helpful to you has brought me back to doing what I love to do when I couldn’t find the energy.
I’m back because I follow a woman living with dementia on Twitter. Her name is Janice. She is honest about her wins and losses, and she’s made it clear that we have a long way to go in promoting quality of life in those with dementia. And I want to be a part of this.
I think I have something to offer.
When I was a kid, I wanted to be a writer. I even had a pen name, Keisha Pulliam. You know what you have to do to be a writer? You have to write.
See you next week.
9 thoughts on “Hello, I am here.”
I really missed you when you weren’t writing. So glad to see you today.
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Hooray!!!!!! I can’t tell you how good it feels to know you’re back. I’ve found it difficult to get support for my caregiving tasks because of COVID. Zoom meetings are hard to remember and they’re not as helpful as a face-to-face support group meeting. So very happy to see you in my in-box. Do take care and know that we’re behind you 110%. Thank you!! Carol (aka Tehachap)
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So glad you’re back, Elaine. I have definitely missed your posts. They are always so spot on and helpful. Thank you for what you do.
Oh what a sad story it has been.y dad is in an Iowa nursing home & I would say a pretty decent one. But their hands were tied with having to wait on “guidance” from CMS. No breaking the “rules” and it was so heartbreaking to see the decline of my dad over the last year and a half. Well almost 2 years.
One thing I hadn’t considered was the trauma they may have had seeing the body bags! And not knowing what happened to everyone. No activities. Covid testing twice a week. No hugs, no physical touch. It’s all so so heartbreaking.
I tried to be more empathetic to the staff. What they’ve gone thru is stressful. More protocols, so much testing, just more work in general just to comply & to keep themselves safe as well as keeping the elderly healthy!
And now, the threat of their jobs if they don’t get the vax. The vaccine has been somewhat successful for the elderly. But forcing it on young moms, young girls, is especially troubling. The vaccine is not proving that it is lasting very long though. They need other protocols to especially give to staff. Prophylactics should be commonplace & encouraged. I feel like natural immunity will probably be the best way to get this under control.
So happy you’re back but I understand the break you needed. It’s been such a burden on so many. So much loss. So much heartache.
Thank you for your writings!
Some of us do appreciate what you’re doing!
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Oh my gosh! It’s so good to have you back. I’ve missed you so much. Don’t let others get you down. Use your gift. It encourages those of us on the front line. ♥️
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So wonderful to see you back. There may be nay sayers and nasty people and I can say just ignore them but I know that’s easier to say than to do. You offer help and hope to so many of us. I have a 94 year old Dad who is slowly but surely moving along the dementia train. Today he still remembers who we all are but where we are, for how long, and when we left is foggier and foggier. Where he is, why he’s there and when he made the move is largely unknown to him. We recently had to move him to a care home and it was awful. But now he’s settled. It’s hard. And you help. Thank you so much for being here for us and for what you do.
I too am so grateful you’re back! I was going to search to see what I was missing a couple of times, but couldn’t remember the name of the blog, ha! …and here you are, back in my mailbox again! You chose a good week to resurface. Apparently, there is research that shows that expressing gratitude contributes to our own happiness…and you are giving us this wonderful gift this Thanksgiving week.
I am so happy you’re back! Don’t let the haters get you down. Common sense and civility seem to have gone out the window this past couple of years. We need you and I look forward to hearing more from you.
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Elaine! I’m so glad you’re back. I always appreciate your posts. Thank you!
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