Even though I am enjoying these warm days, and remembering a year ago, when it was cold all over the Midwest and we were having rolling brownouts, I do join with those who say we need moisture! Two different people told me today they have cracks in their yards. Of course, I would prefer rain over snow any time, but it does make us think; last year, with the cold, there was a foot of the white stuff on the ground.
Not that we can do anything about it; we don't have giant snow machines like China does, for making snow for all the Winter Olympic events. The Olympics are becoming so expensive, and apparently, the demands of the IOC are becoming so difficult, no country will want to host them any more. And that would be a shame, if they came to an end for a lack of hosts.
I had an interesting telephone interview last week with someone from the Foundation at Tabitha. Last year, Tabitha unveiled a plan to build a three story building on its campus that would have apartments, for senior citizens and for student nurses. I thought that sounded like an innovative plan, so I sent Christie, our administrator, an email that said they could save me a corner unit, but it had to have one meal provided, daily.
She responded we needed to talk, but it's been almost impossible for us to meet, so when the Foundation decided to do a blurb in the local Fifty Five Plus magazine, I was asked to say a few words about why I was intrigued by the plan. After we talked for thirty minutes, I got an emailed paragraph of four sentences, condensing our conversation.
I wish I could do that!
Anyway, what I basically told her was, I did not believe in a bunch of old people all living in the same place. I remembered when I was doing home health/hospice visits and a patient would be living in a nice retirement place. First of all, there was one group that always sat in the lobby, watching the front door for those who came and went.
Second, I just know from my own experience that when several of us get together, after we discuss our aches and pains, we regale each other with stories of what the young'uns today are doing! And then, we wish for the “good old days”.
I enjoy knowing younger people, and I benefit from hearing their perspectives on things, and even if I don't always agree with them, I know it's good for me to be exposed. And besides, I told the interviewer, I love telling the young student nurses about what it was really like in the old days, and watching their eyes get big!
There was a reason we called our dorm the Convent; if you are interested, let me know, and I will elaborate!
