As most of you know, I work at an assisted living center. This summer I have the opportunity to work 11-7, three times or more a week! I love this job. My coworkers are nice and the majority of the residents are super sweet.
I have learned a lot from these elderly people. The first thing I have learned is patience. My shift begins quite slow, I answer buzzers, and check on residents for the first 5 hours! But then the morning rush hits. This rush consists of passing pills, answering buzzers, waking residents up, doing blood sugars, weighing residents, answering questions, and trying to make the residents day a little bit brighter. As morning hits, the more work there is to do.
(I don't really get that stressed)
Don't get me wrong, I like being busy, just ask my family, but I don't like waiting. As we get older we tend to do things a little slower and we learn to take time and smell the roses, think about days gone bye and old friends that have passed.
As a young whipper snapper, I would like to walk into the room, do my job and move on to the next resident, but these men and women are teaching me patience. As I wake up the residents, they tend to move a little slower that I would like. I am learning that even though I have so much to do, the work will always be there. The residents will not get mad if you walk in a little late, and if you leave five minutes late. It's going to be okay.
Maybe taking a minute to think about how grateful we are for another day, month, or year, is good for us.
Maybe taking a minute to think about how grateful we are for another day, month, or year, is good for us.
Just thoughts from a college student.
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