Badge: Doobster @ Mindful Digressions
This week’s word/prompt: vis in any form/s you feel fit….
I had a vision.
It all started when I went on a trip to a friend’s birthday party.
Revelation is such a wonderful thing when it hits you. Just when you think its safe to go out POW it gets you right in the kisser.
This vision was an insight into the lives of two old folks in a nursing home.
Married for over seventy years they had spent a long time together and in their final years were sharing a small room in the nursing home.
When I visited they were watching the TV, some right wing radically politician commentator was on sprouting his bias. Why they watched him I don’t know maybe the channel was stuck on that channel I wasn’t sure.
I was told previous to going there that the woman had dementia descending upon her and that I might have to experience her decline in some unfortunate ways.
But contrary to this she appeared in good spirits. She was lucid, knew who I was, knew where she was could hold a good conversation.
She had me well and truly conned until she made mention of wanting to work in the kitchen, to chop the carrots, anything to feel useful. But the nursing home staff were not going to allow that.
Then she told me about wanting to go across the road to work in the bakery, just to help out, no pay involved.
She again said the reason was to feel useful.
What she wasn’t aware of was that the shop across the road was across a four-lane highway with no crossing within two hundred yards either side of the nursing home. That she had limited mobility never entered her head.
So my vision was of the sad decline that happens to those we love suffering from decline of mental faculties.
I left her still arguing about the merits of helping out.
As we drove off I said to my friend you have to laugh don’t you at what she says, otherwise we’d go mad understanding the destruction old age and dementia bring.