Being in Awarea facility where you rely on others to take care of you Can be Demoralizing And at the same time It makes you thankful that there are people out there That are willing to Take care of your personal needs When they are not related to you In any way shape or form.
When this journey started, I had a plethora of friends who stated they would help me. That was before the surgery And the realization that I would be totally dependent on another human being For the next two months. They had a lot of Encouragement To offer But only in words. The number of friends That offered to help was quite high. Once I made a list of the things that I needed, Somehow they all seemed To have other Things to do But oh boy! oh boy! did they have an Overabundance Of Suggestions on how I can get somebody else Or an organization to come help me. Oh yeah; The burden fell back on me. Why the hell do you think I asked for help in the first place? It is a downhill battle from there. I started to feel Inadequate. Deficient. Alone. Discarded. Useless
Some Would Say to me;
Why don’t you contact a church. What church? I don’t know. Don’t you go to church? Sometimes. Can you give me the name of the church? Well no. There are people out there that do this for living, can’t you hire someone? Where will I get the money to pay for it? I explain how much it would cost to have somebody 24 hours seven days a week. For those of you that don’t know; It’s approximately $400-$500 A day. The conversation continues with more suggestions and no solutions
“The luxury of doing good surpasses every other personal enjoyment”
How do you feel about the statement above? Read it again with the idea/knowledge that you will be doing good for somebody by cleaning Them up after they have had a bowel movement. Now what say you?