I had designs on working in the medical field when I was in high school. So during one summer when I was in high school I decided to get me CNA. Got it and was working at a nursing home. The midnight shift.
Normally I would do two rounds a night. Checking on the patients. Changing them if needed.
Now for sure some of the peeps in there had dementia. And for the most part when I was doing my rounds everyone would be sleep.
But one lady was like your neighborhood grandma. Just a nice old lady. No mental issues. Just old. One occasion she would be up late. Ask you how your day was etc. . Nothing weird.
Well I was making my first rounds and I came in her room. She is sitting on the edge of her bed looking at the ceiling in a corner like
Now I am
Me - Hey Dolores. Whats going on.
Dolores - Isn't he beautiful!!!!!
Me - ( looks all around the room. then concentrates on the ceiling where she is looking. sees nothing ) Isn't WHO beautiful??
Dolores - The angel in the corner of the ceiling!
Me -
brehs. .. . I felt the hair on my neck stand up and I slowly backed out of the room...... I was so shook I grabbed a cup of coffee and went outside to the courtyard and skipped the rest of my first rounds.
Finally it was time for my second rounds of the night. I am coming around a corner when I see the night doctor and a couple of nurses going in and out of Dolores room. She died. . . .
I quit like a week later and gave up on working in the medical profession. I was not about that angel life just yet.