WEEK #4

Half way through my 4th week and counting down to week 14. Leah said to me "so the grass isn't always greener" and I can't say I agree with that. I think the grass is just different, like it was Kentucky Bluegrass and now it's Tall Fescue. The most challenging part is that 90% of the patients we see are moderately-severely demented. It's very hard convincing people everyday that folding clothes while standing and practicing bathing, dressing and toileting is therapy. It's even more difficult convincing a 90 year old woman who has no idea where she is why she's here that keeping her shirt on is a must and that her legs haven't been struck by lightening, contrary to her belief. Truly, it's exhausting and my poor girls haven't had a walk in a while because I'm too fat a lazy by the time I get home. So now, they're getting fat and lazy too. Leslie has assured me that once we move to Chicago, we will be exercising a lot. I really just had eating a lot of pizza in mind, but obviously she has other plans. So, anyway, 10 more weeks. That's bittersweet. I will be finished driving to Laurens in 10 weeks, but also I will be moving in 10 weeks. I love Greenville, and I know that it is still my home, and I will still have a house here and my friends will still like me when I come back, but I'm leaving for quite sometime. We will have fun though, Leslie and I and Paula if she ever grows a pair and comes with us. Well, speaking of exhaustion, it is time to replenish what is left of my brain.