I made it...I worked 24 hrs in the last 28-30 hrs...I'm exhausted but I made it.

One of the things that I noticed very clear today occured in the room of my onery old man...his wife "S" came to see him today and he was being examined again by the RN supervisor, the MDS worker and the treatment nurse. They very bluntly told him, if he doesn't co-operate with turning and eating then he won't get better. Silently his wife held her needlepoint and looked down at it. Her eyes teared up and she tried to hide them. It was like I could hear her crying..." I love him so much, what am I going to do without him?" I teared up and just wanted so badly to hug this frail little woman. You can tell from her experessions that she has put up with his ways for so many years...yet she loves him like no one else can. Once all the boss's left I got him to eat and her and I talked about the piece she was needlepointing.

Thats all the little tid bit I have the energy to leave today...