When you have spent as many days in healthcare ae I have, you are provided with most surprising fact. Every individual that spends timer caring for the informed and aged are truly "ANGELS". To put up with aches and pains and gripes and attitudes every day will take most folks to the mat. Hundreds of visits to hospitals, rehab, and having homeware provided by these sweet spirits is just simply uplifting. I am now the beneficiary of "Comfort Keepers". They come for three hours Monday through Friday and spend the morning taking care of my needs. It is quite a new experience being dressed by lovely ladies after washing my back in my shower. It is a blessing to have someone just be with you for a time, interested in seeing that I am comfortable and safe. The ladies (not seen a man yet) are all just about as pretty as can be. The supervisor who comes to introduce therefor the first time, I would adopt. And the icing on the cake is that most are either Texas Aggie students or Former Students. GIG'em!
I had three health providers send assistance while in the Dallas area, but unfortunately, the nice ladies could converse with me. they tried, but without the language solution, it just didn't work out. I was a bit hesitant to try again, but here in my corner studio under the shadow of Kyle Field, I am blessed. I recommend "Comfort Keepers" without hesitation. It's tough to get old, but it seems to be the same for all of us, donchaknow. Loneliness is a bummer, but with folks like those at "Comfort Keepers", life is good and times are sweet. Will you join me in praying for all those who serve when medical problems jump up and say "Hello"? Goodness knows it has become obvious that not all who pledge to "serve", keep their word. "Comfort Keepers" Care. They are "Angels"!
"Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things."(Philippians 4:8)
And that's what I get from My Box of Chocolates, right here in my corner studio under the shadow of Kyle Field.
James G Austin '69