A Bad Day

This spoke to me today. I would add that when having a bad day, it is OK to recognize and sit with your emotions. It is OK to feel down, or low, or bad but only for part of the time. Sit and feel bad for maybe 15 minutes. Then get up and do something that makes you feel good. It is hard to have a bad day when you are feeling good. The bad continues usually because you continue to beat yourself up, or you continue to avoid the truth of what is upsetting you and what you can do to change that. It is easy to say this but a lot more difficult to practice it. Try. Maybe a minute of happiness this time and two next time. It will grow if you let it! I have highlighted some thoughts further down:

January 4, 2015 Bad Days Hard Learned Lessonsby Madisyn Taylor We all have bad days and within these days is usually a gem of a gift waiting to be opened. We all have days from time to time when it feels like the world is against us or that the chaos we are experiencing will never end. One negative circumstance seems to lead to another. You may wonder, on a bad day, whether anything in your life will ever go right again. But a bad day, like any other day, can be a gift. Having a bad day can show you that it is time to slow down, change course, or lighten up. A bad day can help you glean wisdom you might otherwise have overlooked or discounted. Bad days can certainly cause you to experience uncomfortable feelings you would prefer to avoid, yet a bad day may also give you a potent means to learn about yourself. You may consider a bad day to be one where you’ve missing an important meeting because your car stalled, the dryer broke, and you received a piece of very bad news earlier in the morning. Multiple misfortunes that take place one after the other can leave us feeling vulnerable and intensely cognizant of our fragility. But bad days can only have a long-term negative effect on us if we let them. It is better to ask yourself what you can learn from these kinds of days. The state of your bad day may be an indicator that you need to stay in and hibernate or let go of your growing negativity.  Bad days contribute to the people we become. Though we may feel discouraged and distressed on our bad days, a bad day can teach us patience and perseverance. It is important to remember that your attitude drives your destiny and that one negative experience does not have to be the beginning of an ongoing stroke of bad luck. A bad day is memorable because it is one day among many good days – otherwise, we wouldn’t even bother to acknowledge it as a bad day. Know too, that everybody has bad days, you are not alone, the world is not against you. Tomorrow is guaranteed to be a brighter day.

Today Was One of Those Days

My phone ring at 9 o'clock this morning. It was Manny saying he had hurt his foot and was unable to walk. He would not be able to help Gregory today. So I got dressed, had a quick breakfast sandwich, and went to visit Greg knowing I would be helping him with lunch, spending time, and then also helping him with dinner.

In some ways it felt like my day been ruined, in other ways I was excited about spending the entire day with Greg. When I arrived it Lieberman, Greg was already at the table in the dining room with his the food sitting in front of him. I don't think he was confused that Manny wasn't there and he was patiently waiting. He was very happy to see me, we hugged, and I gave him a kiss.

Gregory ate his lunch uneventfully. Table conversation with Batia and Martha was fun and a bit of crazy as usual. We went back to his room where I shaved him and we visited until it was time for his nap. While he was napping I left to run a few errands.

I arrived back from my errands to find Gregory's wing's "living area" filled with people listening to Sharon play the piano. This activity was not taking place in the usual place because two residents were in the final hours/days of their stay at Lieberman so keeping their wing more quiet and peaceful was in order.

Friend Pat had also just arrived and was in with Gregory when she had to leave so the aides could get Gregory up from his nap and into his wheelchair. I saw the aides beginning their task so I stayed out in the hall. Pat and I had visited for a while when the door to Gregory's room opened and one of the aides poked out to say Gregory was having a difficult time.

Both Pat and I went into the room to find Gregory arguing, screaming, swearing, flailing, and kind of being physical with the female aide. He had gripped her by the arm and kept pushing his teddy bear at her saying take this, take this. (Meaning take the teddy bear.) She was struggling with him, saying "I don't want the teddy bear." and finally loosened his grip on  her arm.

I got involved by announcing that I was there, everything was OK now, calm down, calm down. I hugged him. Held him. And struggled physically with him but only a little bit. I told the aides that I could handle it now and they left.

Gregory was still being verbal, shaking all over, and upset. He had me by the arm and each time I carefully pulled myself loose, he would grab me again. Eventually, smothered with kisses, and hugs, and love he did calm down. He was still shaking but by massaging his neck and back he was able to calm down.

Pat and I stayed with him until dinner and by then all difficulties had passed. Pat said goodbye as I took Gregory into the dining room. Dinner was uneventful and by 6:30 I said my goodbyes leaving him parked in front of the main TV with the other residents.

What caused this melt down? Don't know for sure but can surmise. Manny was absent. Gregory's nap had been earlier than usual and/or too long. The aide had put his pants on only half way up in case he peed and his legs felt constrained. Pat's visit ended abruptly when the aides arrived which upset him. Gregory's assigned aide is newer to him and therefore unfamiliar. Maybe he had a bad dream. Maybe the noise from the music out in the hall was confusing. Maybe he was frightened. Maybe he was inadvertently hurt by the lift. Maybe he wasn't in charge of what was going on and it was just the Alzheimer's. Maybe it was just a bad day.