About Me Tuesday: Loneliness

 

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"The Lord God says it is not good for man to be alone." Gen 2:18

I tested positive for COVID, and many other residents did too.   So, once again, we're grounded to our room.

I currently do not have a roommate, which for the most part, I love.  It is nice to have your own refuge to retreat to.

But...I start to go a little stir-crazy when I can't get out for a couple days.

However, life at the Waters is never dull.

We have more than one "wanders" on our hall.  Some of them like to go into others' rooms without being invited.

Well, one resident called the police because there was someone that kept coming in and out of her room.

I guess the social worker/gerontologist in me got upset because I know and understand that some residents don't realize what they're doing and it needs to be handled by the people who run the nursing home.

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Maybe it's because a couple of months ago, a tech, who had no right to do it, called the cops on me because I got upset.  She had gone `over the nurses and even the director of nurse's, head. and had me sent to the hospital.  She no longer works here - but that's a story for another day.

Hopefully, on Friday I will be released to rip and from through the halls again.

About Me Tuesday - Ms. Sharber

I have had many strong women in my life, so I'll be blogging about many of them.  Today I want to talk about Mrs. Sharber.

Ms. Eula Sharber was an elderly African American woman whou taught Sunday Scool in our church (St. Pius X) She was prodably in her mid 70's when I first met her.  I only mention her race because at the time 1 knew her, her race did effect her manorism.

She was one of the godliest women I've ever known  All you had to do was to look into her smiling face and you knew you were in thwe presence of God!   I went to a Catholic school, so I ddn't "have" to go to Sunday School; but I loved it and went every chance I got.

St. Pius went once a month to Broduex hospital.     You had  to be 13 to go.  So, as soon as I turned 13, she started taking me.  It was here where my passion for the elderly started.  This led me to study Social Work and Gerentology at MTSU  I believe that  studing these subjects prepared me for living in a nursing home.

One of my greatest memories of Sunday School was going to St. Mary's Bookstore on West End.  Every year they would open for ]one Sunday before Christmas.  Going St. Mary's always made me feel so special!

Ms. Sharber gave me my first "adult" bible

When she turned 85 (I think) Mama & Daddy let me give her a "surprize"   party.  (I think Mama did tell her, so she wasn't "shocked" to death.  I think she had a great time.  She got me back when she gave me a surprise sweet 16 party a few months later.

Daddy was the one who told me when she died.

Her funeral aboustltly broke my heart.   I think there were less than 20 people there and less than that at the cementary.  All I could think of how sad it was thet some who had blessed people sho much when she was alive.  (Yes, I know a funeral is for the living, but it was still sad.)

Ms. Sharber difinely had a hand in the (godly, I hope) woman I am today.