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I can’t resist showing each hospice worker who they are caring for; the young couple in their 20s, so in love, so full of life. The pictures look like two movie stars. Everyone says so. They can’t believe the pictures are of my parents. Every time we have had to put Dad in a nursing home I’ve taken the pictures to show the nurses, the caregivers, the janitors, the administrators, anyone who will look, for whom they are really caring. The elderly man with contracted legs and hands gnarled with arthritis lying in their bed, so often is treated as just a living bag of temperamental bones. They have too many patients in the same condition, with a twist here and there. Some are bed bound Christmas trees; ornaments adorn their bodies in the form of tubes and bags, IVs and bandages, still alive because of their decorative affair, but abandoned in a nursing home by family too overwhelmed to care for their beloved parent who would require more care and attention than they could give.
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