Wednesday, November 4, 2009
watchful, early september 09
Things were bad the evening I took this - about a month ago. Many residents were restless and an aide was nasty to two different women. My father takes it all in but rarely comments on what goes on. I know it upsets him.
Sometimes it's with dread that I visit my father. I don't know if the place will smell of soiled diapers. I don't know if someone will be screaming and others screaming "Shut up." I don't know if the tv will be blasting with some loud game show in the space everyone gets packed into sometimes.