I am a nurse. I work at a nursing home. Having said that it isn't hard to understand how I found my way here. I have at times in my life suffered from depression, however, it was neither overwhelming or crippling. The one exception is when I was fourteen. That was a really dark time for me and I almost didn't live through it. Literally.
Anyway, as I said, I am a nurse. I work at night in a nursing home. At the moment I can only think of two jobs that would be worse, mortician or ice fisherman, lol. Friends ask me why I don't just get another job. Well, we are in a recession, and I am paid well to do what I do. But there is something more. As depressing as my job is, it is not as depressing a situation as the people I care for.
I go into a room at 5:30 in the morning and the little lady in the bed smiles. She's glad to see me. I have for her a half a dozen pills, some nasty tasting liquid carafate, and nasal spray. Just what everyone wants a 5:30 in the morning. But still, she's glad to see me. She's glad to see almost anyone. Anyone who is nice, kind, friendly. And for me nursing is a side line. My real job is being nice, kind, and friendly. And funny. I have to be funny. I have about 2 minutes in this room and I'm making conversation like I have all day, and trying to slip in some one liner remark that results in a laugh or a chuckle. If I succeed I give myself a mental gold star like the one's you used to get from you piano teacher. Tonight little lady is talking about breakfast, she dreamed she was cooking. "Eggs," she says, "the eggs here are no good, too hard." I smile, "When I first got married all I could cook was scrambled eggs and grill cheese sandwiches." Then I add, "but we survived." She laughs (a star!). She says, "you have to learn a lot when you get married." I remember her husband past away last year. I quickly shift the conversation to my children. I pull out a picture. Little lady makes a pleasant remark. All done. Time to go so I say, "Take care, have a good day." She smiles, "It was good to see you."
Two minutes at the most and to her it was a little visit. For me too. Some of these people have family, some don't. And doctor's want to know if these people show any signs of depression. I think if they are in their right minds they would. If I could put the doctor in here for a month he would never ask that question again. don't know the purpose of this just need to let it out.