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Nov 04, 2009 06:40

Most of the time I love my job helping seniors, the flexible schedual is great for a student, pay is not bad, and I feel like I am doing something worthwhile. But sometimes certian people make me want to scream, mostly family members of some of my clients.

I am a non-medical caregiver for seniors, emphasis on NON-medical. I cook, do light cleaning, help with pet care, run errands, assist with bathing, and provide transportation to appointments. I will assemble a desk, bathe a dog, do laundry, rake leaves, serve a meal and many other tasks. I DO NOT do wound care, change medications, override doctors (really now, why would anybody think I can do that?) and I can't "cut you a deal on my services". Talk to the main office, I don't have anything to do with the prices.

I also will not give you my home phone and address, again call the office, no I can't promise you will get me for extra shifts, although you can request me. Yes I know your mother/father/whoever likes me, but I have regular shifts with sevral clients five days a week, and I attend school. Sometimes I'm just not available. No I will not drop my other clients, or my classes.

No I will not come in on my own time, I have no free time as it is, and I would lose my job if I did that. NO I will NOT move in and be a full-time live-in caregiver, and I explained why last time you asked! Yes I am still married, still have a house, and am still attending school! No I still haven't changed my mind since last time you asked, I'm not about to leave that behind so you can have live-in help.

And finally, a sort of a WTF.

Last Sunday I had a shift with a lady I have worked with for over a year, she has some dementia and problems with her memory (not alzheimers). I was supposed to take her to church if she wanted, and either make breakfast or take her out to eat, her choice.

She wanted to eat out, which was fine, and afterwards there was plenty of time left so I asked her if she wanted to go do anything else. Well, we ended up deciding to go for a short drive and look a the fall leaves and she seemed quite happy. But five minutes into the drive, she looks over at me, and begins screaming! She suddenly flips out and begins yelling about she doesn't know what she's doing here, where's her daughter, and how this is elder abuse. I turn around and quickly take her back home while trying to calm her down, at one point she tried to open the door while the car was moving, but the door was locked.

After I got her home she cried for a bit, then polite as could be, she thanked me for helping her and told me she had a very nice morning.

Yeah... That was one of my weirder shifts.
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