Pain, doctors, pills, side effects, often addiction, worse yet overdose, death.
We live insuch a time of pain pill addictions.
It’s so very sad, that something that was made to help a person with true aches and pains, has turned into a major epidemic where people are pill addicts and overdose victims.
From a personal standpoint, I can tell you they are very dangerous.
In some cases, when taken for a very short period of time, per doctors orders; they can leave you with side effects, sometimes serious.
Side effects that you may be forced to live with from now on.
I tell you that from actual personal experience, I was prescribed Dilaudid three times a day, for seven days after jaw surgery.
I could not function, all I did was sleep except when hubby woke me up for a boost to drink and more medicine.
When I finally finished it, and I finally could stay awake, slowly got my brain out of a weeklong fog, got the limbs working again, I thought to myself ok, ” I survived the surgery and the hardest part of recovery.”
But would you like to know a secret?
My problems were just beginning!
My entire body woke up, except for my stomach and digestive system.
The Dilaudid had paralyzed my digestive system.
It took a few years, several doctors, test after test, trial medications, and finally several trips to the Mayo Clinic in Florida, and even more tests, bunches of them, till I finally got a definitive answer and diagnosis.
What was the diagnosis?
Severe gastroparesis due to the Dilaudid prescription that was prescribed in 2012, some four years earlier.
Prognosis, basically my body could not process food as my digestive system should. Plan of care, boost and ensure and such drinks, at least six per day, lots of water, Benefiber and peppermint herbal tea, no food.
For how long you wonder? The rest of my life; all because of a week of strong pain pills.
I have finally started getting used to it, I stick to my medical plan of care, eat some real food on Saturdays only, and then suffer in ways you can’t imagine til Wednesday when I medically treat it.
Week in, week out, this month, next month, next year, for the rest of my life.
But it’s hard, everywhere you look there is food. Restaurants, billboards, magazines, television, movies, family get-togethers, Holidays, cookouts, Church socials, even grocery shopping.
All of it is a never-ending reminder of the agony of pain pills effects on my system.
I try so hard to act like it doesn’t bother me when everybody else is eating, and I’m drinking a protein drink.
But it does, oh how it does.
I am 53 years old, I was in my mid 40’s when all this started, ensure and boost is for seriously sick Seniors, not a woman in her fifties.
Truthfully the whole situation just stinks, all because of pain pills.
People, please listen to me.
Pain pills are ever so dangerous, the side effects, the fact that your body gets immune to them, and the pain gets worse, so you go back for higher doses again and again.
I don’t want anybody to ever go through what I do, and it can be avoided by just staying away from pain pills.
Most all of us have aches and pains, but use a muscle rub, ice, heat, massage, icy hot, aspercreme, bio freeze, the lists are endless, anything but pain pills.
Folks, please don’t become another statistic, don’t get so hooked on them that you become an opioid addict.
You’re worth more than that! Your loved ones, family and friends care and love you dearly!
I’ve known so many people that have gotten seriously ill and some actually died from opioids.
Some I think were by accident, simply took too many, but some were planned and deliberate.
Don’t do that to your family and friends, not today, not tomorrow, not ever.
I’ve seen loved ones hooked on pills, stressing because they need their next ‘fix”. Going to great lengths and stupid stunts to get it.
You can not start to imagine how much your addiction hurts your family and friends who love you!
LISTEN TO ME, if you’re sitting there thinking, “Oh you’re wrong, my family and or my friends do itwithme, it’s cool, it’s what everybody does.”
Listen and please listen good. They areNOTyourfriends.
True friends want the best for you, and pain pills are anything but the best for you.
They destroy your body, you can become addicted, and keep wanting more and more, till one day you possibly overdose, and maybe, just maybe, somebody will find you in time, to get you medical help, maybe.
To visit you in a hospital is one thing, but to have to visit you in a cemetery is the worst thing ever.
You’re precious, you’re wanted and you’re loved by so many!
Don’t destroy your life and the life of your friends and loved ones because of stupid pain pills!
Don’t cause your loved ones to have to visit you in the cemetery with so many unanswered questions, the biggest one.
“Why did you do this?”
“Why didn’t you leave the pills alone?”
“Why didn’t you care enough to stop what you were doing to yourself?”
“Why didn’t you come to us for help?”
“Why didn’t you love us enough to stop?”
“What do I tell our children when they ask why you had to die?”
“Why were you so selfish, that you didn’t care enough to leave the stupid pills alone?”
“Why did you leave me?”
“I love you, I need you, I so want you back here with me.”
Did you maybe meet one or see one and did not even realize it until later?
Have you ever spoke to one who asked for help, and did not know it?
The Bible speaks of angels over and over again!
One of my favorite scriptures is Hebrews 13:2…..
Be not forgetful to entertain strangers; for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.
I have heard so many different people speak of angels in my lifetime. Here I am going to share with you about a couple of my own meetings with angels.
Many years ago, when my children were young we were headed to school and I decided to get them a biscuit from our little local Cafe, Caesars, which I have talked about in a different blog.
I pulled up and started in, and there at the window, sat this little old man. I so vividly remember this, it has bothered me ever since that day. He was an older person with such raggedy old clothes and barefoot. I found it so strange! I had never seen him before, and in our little community; you simply knew everybody.
He asked me if I could spare some change. I brushed him off, actually, I glanced his way and just walked right on into the cafe. I asked Mr. Bramlett who the man was standing at the window. He said: “Christine, there’s nobody out there, I just walked in and there was not a soul there.” and he proceeded out the door to see who it was.
And was there anybody there? Nope, there sure wasn’t. We both were puzzled by it, discussed it a minute and I went on about my day of taking the children to school.
I asked the kids about the man standing there, and they both said: ” We didn’t see anybody Momma, there was nobody there.”
Even now, I know that I know, that I entertained an angel unaware. Which is wonderful in and of itself. But still, to this day I still regret the fact that I just dismissed him and his plea for spare change!
I have always felt that I failed a very important test of helping others, even after thirty plus years, it is still just as real as it was then!
Ever since that time, I purposely watch out for strangers and people that may be in need. I never want to fail that test again!
And of course, you can find people in need everywhere nowadays. Even standing at the traffic lights, outside stores, on the side of the road, almost anywhere.
Do I help them all? NO, I don’t. Why? Because I go by my feelings inside. If I don’t feel a peace about it I simply pass on by. Yes, some of you may be thinking… “Well, you’re not really trying to help others unaware.” Not true, but in today’s world so many people pretend to need help, that really truly do not, or maybe even mean you harm.
So I simply pray beforehand. If God gives me peace about helping them I do, but if I feel uneasy, I simply pass on by. I truly believe God gives you discernment if you will only take the time to ask Him and be still and listen for His answer. Is it audible? Well for me, no but you sense his nudging in your spirit. You simply have to trust and listen.
My daughter reminded me of the next story. I had forgotten about it; maybe because of the outcome. You just got to know my daughter, she is one of my very best friends after God. But that’s a story for another day.
Anyway, on another occasion, the children and I were out taking a ride. We crossed this bridge and right in the middle of it was this little old lady with an old cart. Bless her heart, she was barely getting along. The children and I all saw the lady this time. We crossed the bridge and turned around to see if we could help her.
And what to our amazement ….. she too was no longer there. She simply vanished cart and all. No, she did not have time to cross the bridge, it wasn’t exactly little, nobody picked her up, there wasn’t enough time. But still, she was gone!
I like to think I passed that test, to help an angel unaware. I was concerned, I did turn around to go help her. I like to think God simply placed that angel there just for us, to see how I would react, and I feel I did as He hoped I would, that time.
Recently, well probably a year or more now, time has a way of slipping by way too fast (that’s another topic for some other day also).
But anyway, I was headed to work one morning, and just as I was about to get on the bypass, there was this little lady walking. She had nothing with her but her purse, and I felt so strongly to stop and help her.
So, I pulled over real fast, rolled down the window, and asked her could I give her a ride. I remember there was so much traffic, it was early morning commute time; so you can imagine. But I simply stopped anyway.
She said, “Yes dear, I appreciate it.” She climbed in and I asked her where I could take her to. To this day, I still can’t explain it, but she just wanted to go up the hill, so that’s what we did. We drove maybe 1500 feet, and I let her out where she asked me to.
You’re probably thinking well, she just did not want to walk up the hill. Not true!
Do you want to know why?
Because I let her out, crossed over the road, made a u-turn, looked back and she was gone. Just simply gone, vanished just like all the other times. I knew right then I had once again entertained an angel unaware!
So, my dear readers and friends, as you go about your daily lives, please remember that you just might be talking to a stranger; but you just maybe are talking to one of God’s precious angels, sent just for you!
So be on the lookout, help others when you feel led to… for you also may just be entertaining an angel unaware!
WARNING: PICTURES AND STORIES ARE HEART-WRENCHING, PLEASE BE PREPARED!!!
This is a tough topic for me because it hits home, both on a personal level as a victim and with others that I know that have been abused also.
Please be patient as you read this and do not judge, it is not anybody’s place to judge but God’s.
This blog is not meant for a gossip session, it is simply a story of peoples lives that have been deeply hurt by abuse.
It isn’t written for sympathy, it is written so prayerfully others will read it, talk to somebody trustworthy, make changes and not suffer the way so many millions of others and myself have.
We’re going to start at the beginning.
Who could ever be such an evil monster as to hurt a tiny, helpless baby?
Yet it happens every day of every year, multiple times per day, some resulting in serious injuries and sadly some in death.
So many babies are hurt by the shaken baby syndrome, why would you want to do that?
If your baby is crying then try singing to the wee one, or check the diaper, maybe they’re hungry.
If you start to lose control, gently lay your baby in its crib.
Leave the room and walk into a different room for just a couple of minutes.
Compose yourself, remember this is a precious baby that depends on you to love it.
That precious baby crying a few minutes alone while you get composure is so much better than you losing your cool.
Hurting your baby, shaking your baby to death;or hitting that precious little one, or any other harm you may do.
Please don’t everhurt your baby or any baby. They are helpless and should only receive love and care.
God blessed you with a beautiful baby, but injuring or killing it, is one of the most gruesome cruel things you can possibly ever do.
This precious baby was placed in a coma because some idiot lost their cool.
How? Why? How can you live with this? Your own baby?
That precious baby trusts you to take care of it, help it, love the little one, rock it to sleep, hold him, sing, cuddle, feed him or her, absolutely adore that precious baby of yours, or that you are caring for.
Love is not bringing harm to a baby, for any reason, at any time, ever!
Do not ever be a monster and hurt or murder your baby, or anybody else’s baby.
There is absolutely no excuse for abuse or harm to a baby ever, not ever!!!!!
Nobody has a right to ever hurt a child either, ever, not under any circumstances.
Abuse comes in many forms, verbal abuse – calling your child names, insulting them, comparing them to their siblings, telling them they will never be worth anything, those words hurt, and they hurt deep. I know, I honestly truly know.
Then there’s physical abuse – slapping a child across the face, punching them with your fist.
Or shoving them down, throwing things at them, hitting them with whatever you can get your hands on at the moment.
People that is absolutely wrong, each and every one of these actions are wrong, and bring harm to a child.
Abuse leaves scars in many forms, some visible, many not.
But often times, those memories and emotional scars, they will carry them throughout their lives.
The Bible says spare the rod, spoil the child. But that does not mean to beat your child, ever.
A spanking should only be done with love.
Never should it be done in anger, that can turn into a beating with anger and rage.
A belt that is used too harshly or out of anger can cause marks, bruises, and blood under the skin for days.
Not to mention the undue pain caused to your child, worse yet a hickory off a tree.
They leave horrible painful blood “You better not tell a soul unless you want more where that came from.”
Please, please wake up, and treat children with love, and stop this madness of childhood abuse!!
TEEN YEARS AND DATING
Girls, I want to tell you something point blank.
I learned this from experience first hand.
If you have a friend or boyfriend, and he yells at you, or puts you down, or insults you, or worse yet abuses you in any way form or fashion…..
Girls, LISTEN…. drop him like a hot potato, never to take him back.
If a guy treats you bad just when your friends or dating,
IT WILL ONLY GET WORSE IN TIME!
You may be thinking, I have no idea what I am talking about.
But I experienced it first hand, with a boyfriend, and it only got worse.
Thank the Lord, I finally wised up and broke up with him.
Please, girls, listen, drop them, break up and steer clear.
If he hurts you now, he will most definitely hurt you more and more and even harsher even later.
PLEASE LISTEN, AND RUN!!!! THE GUY IS NOT WORTH IT.
YOU ARE A VALUABLE WONDERFUL GIRL, AND YOU DESERVE BETTER!!!!
I’m going to talk straight from experience and the heart here.
This part is very tough to write and probably hard to read for some of you, but sometimes God uses the really bad things in one’s life to help others.
So, do not feel sorry for me as you read this, but listen to what I am saying and please, please learn from my mistakes.
I don’t ever want another woman or any children to go through what we did.
Let’s start at the beginning, I married my high school sweetheart.
He was 19, I was 16. No, I was not pregnant, before you start thinking that.
I suppose we got married a bit too young because the honeymoon part only lasted about a month.
Please know I loved and still love this man, God rest his soul.
I don’t think two people in love can share 15 years together and have two children, and divorce just kills that love you shared.
Yes, it changes, but yet, it is still there.
We started arguing a lot over family, finances, all those early marriage things.
Then one day he hit me across the face.
I called my parents and moved back home.
What happened next?
He called and said, “I don’t know what came over me, come back home honey, I’m so sorry, and I’ll never hurt you again, I promise.”
I went back and it wasn’t a month till it happened again.
Same promises, good for a while, abuse again.
NO, I wasn’t innocent in all of it, I would lash out at him big time when he started cussing and calling me names.
But, I did not deserve to be physically abused, no person ever deserves physical abuse.
Time passed, we had our first child a son, a year later I was pregnant again with our baby girl.
He wasn’t happy, he didn’t want another child, we were fighting constantly, and in anger, he threw me across a bed into the floor and wall and walked out.
I was about 6 months pregnant, and neither he or the family in that room cared at all about what had just happened, nobody.
I called my parents to come and get me and went back home to my parents’ house.
This time I filed for divorce and he called begging me to drop it daily, that he had changed, he was sorry, he would never ever hurt me again, he promised.
I so wanted us to work it out, we had one child, and one on the way; so I canceled the divorce, believed him and went back again.
This pattern went on for years, good times, bad times, leaving, apologies and promises; then promises broken over and over.
Why did I stay because of our children, and because I loved him?
I always blamed it on the fact that he was tired, or had a rough day, or didn’t feel good.
I was always making excuses to try to justify it in my mind.
Then one day, he struck our son in the face, we were in the car headed to a funeral.
I was livid.
I told him he better not ever lay a hand on one of our children again.
But one day in one of his fits he threatened to hit our son again; our children were small both under the age of 10 years old.
Yes, I know what I am about to tell you will probably shock the daylights out of you.
But I got our children and we went into our bedroom, told the kids to stay on that bed and not move.
When he yelled and cussed and tried to come in, I met him with a double barrel shotgun, pointed straight in his chest.
I very firmly told him if he ever laid a hand on our children or even threatened it I would kill him point blank, period!!
No, the gun wasn’t loaded and I just prayed hard he would think it was.
He backed off then, and never once did he threaten that again.
It got better for a couple of years, but then it started again.
There was a tragic accident, and it changed him horribly.
And before we knew it he announced at Christmastime at the table during supper to all of us, “I am moving out the first of the year.”
He really did, then it was just me and the two kids, and our world was torn apart.
But we managed, with God’s grace, me working and others help we got through it.
But it was a wicked divorce, with way too many harsh words, threats, and our two children’s world was shattered.
He never called them, didn’t even send birthday cards, he acted like they didn’t even exist for about a year.
What happened, I met somebody else, and somehow he found out.
Then, and only then, he suddenly wanted to be in our children’s lives,
But that was the absolute only good thing in the future that came out of me meeting somebody else.
THIS IS GOING TO BE MY HARDEST TIME TO TELL YOU ABOUT, IT IS STILL WAY TOO PAINFUL IN SO MANY WAYS TO EVEN THINK ABOUT.
I STILL HAVE NIGHTMARES VERY OFTEN BECAUSE OF THIS TIME IN LIFE!!!
BUT WHAT I AM GOING TO TELL YOU IS EXTREMELY IMPORTANT, PLEASE PLEASE LISTEN!!!!
I THOUGHT THIS GUY I MET WAS REALLY NICE, EVEN PICKED US UP AND TOOK US TO CHURCH IN THE VERY BEGINNING, BUT…
THE OLD SAYING BEWARE OF THE WOLF IN SHEEPS CLOTHING DESCRIBES THIS MONSTER OF A MAN.
THE TRUE SIDE OF HIM CAME OUT VERY QUICKLY, HE WAS THE EPITOME OF ABUSIVE.
HE DESTROYED MY LIFE, AND MY CHILDRENS LIVES.
HE CAME ONE NIGHT AT THREE IN THE MORNING WHILE I WAS ONLY DATING HIM AND BROKE OUT MY BEDROOM WINDOW.
I WAS STUPID ENOUGH TO FORGIVE HIM AND GIVE HIM ANOTHER CHANCE WHEN HE APOLOGIZED AND SAID IT WOULD NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN.
TIME PASSED AND I WAS CRAZY ENOUGH TO MARRY THIS GUY.
WE WERE IN CHURCH IT ALL SEEMED GOOD, BUT WITHIN THE FIRST MONTH….
HE HAD HIT ME SEVERAL TIMES AGAIN.
THEN ONE NIGHT HE WAS ANGRY AND LOCKED OUR BEDROOM DOOR.
MY CHILDREN HEARD IT SHUT AND CAME AND ASKED IF I WAS OKAY.
I HAD TO LIE TO MY BABIES AND SAY I WAS FINE.
WHILE LYING THERE IN SILENCE BEING THREATENED THAT HE WOULD HARM THEM NEXT AND BEING VIOLENTLY RAPED.
ONCE AGAIN HE THREATENED ME THAT IF I TOLD ANYBODY OR TRIED TO LEAVE HE WOULD HURT MY CHILDREN.
I WAS AFRAID OF HIM, FOR MYSELF, BUT MOSTLY FOR MY CHILDREN!!
I WAS TERRIFIED AND AFRAID HE REALLY WOULD HURT THEM.
SO I SAID NOTHING TO NOBODY.
I COULDN’T ALWAYS HIDE THE MARKS, THE BRUISES, THE BUSTED LIP, BUT I WOULD SAY I FELL, OR RAN INTO THE DOOR.
I WOULD COVER THE BRUISES AND CUTS AS BEST AS POSSIBLE AND PRETENDED ALL WAS WELL.
BUT HE TERRORIZED US, THREATENED ME WITH HARMING THE KIDS.
ABUSED ME, VERBALLY, EMOTIONALLY AND PHYSICALLY.
HE EVEN BROKE MY LEG IN A FIT OF ANGER, IT WAS HORRIBLE.
AND AGAIN WAS THREATENED TELL SOMEBODY AND SEE WHAT HAPPENS TO YOUR KIDS.
AFTER A TIME, MY SON WENT TO LIVE WITH HIS DAD, AND MY DAUGHTER FOLLOWED SHORTLY AFTER.
I THOUGHT, AT LAST, I CAN GET AWAY FROM HIM, BUT…..
WHEN I TOLD HIM I WAS FILING FOR A DIVORCE TO GET OUT,….
HE…. HE…. HE PINNED ME DOWN AND STABBED ME IN THREE PLACES WITH THIS LITTLE TOOL HE KEPT FOR WORK.
MY LEG, MY THIGH, AND THE SIDE OF MY CHEST.
HE KNEW EXACTLY WHAT HE WAS DOING.
NOT DEEP ENOUGH TO NEED AN AMBULANCE, BUT DEEP ENOUGH TO CAUSE SEVERE PAIN.
I REMEMBER BEING MORE TERRIFIED THAN I EVER HAD IN MY LIFE.
I WAS SO AFRAID HE WAS FINALLY GOING TO KILL ME.
I HURT AND BLED SO BAD, YET I DIDN’T TELL A SOUL, NEVER REPORTED IT.
I TREATED THE STAB WOUNDS THE BEST WAY I KNEW HOW AND REMAINED SILENT, PRETENDING ALL WAS WELL.
WHY? BECAUSE HE TOLD ME HE WOULD DO THE SAME THINGS TO MY KIDS IF I MADE HIM LEAVE AND DIVORCED HIM.
TIME PASSED AND IT GOT BETTER AGAIN, NO ABUSE FOR MONTHS. I THOUGHT AT LAST SOME PEACE.
THE KIDS GREW UP, THEY HAD EVEN STARTED VISITING SOME, THINGS HAD GOTTEN BETTER.
MY DAUGHTER MARRIED AND I WAS EXPECTING MY FIRST GRANDCHILD.
ALL WAS WELL FOR A BIT, EVEN BACK IN CHURCH TOGETHER.
MY DAUGHTER AND HER HUSBAND EVEN STAYED WITH US FOR A LITTLE BIT IN THE BEGINNING TIL THEY HAD A PLACE OF THEIR OWN.
THEY GOT SETTLED IN AND THAT BEAUTIFUL BABY GIRL WAS BORN!!!
THEY FOUND A PLACE TO RENT AND START THEIR LIFE TOGETHER.
BUT HE WAS JEALOUS AND ANGRY THAT I SPENT TIME WITH THEM, BOUGHT THINGS FOR THEM AND IT STARTED AGAIN.
THEN ONE EVENING I WAS FIXING SUPPER, THE KIDS WERE COMING TO EAT WITH US.
HE GOT MAD AND PULLED A BUTCHER KNIFE AND SWUNG AT ME.
THAT WAS THE BREAKING POINT.
I GOT THROUGH SUPPER LIKE EVERYTHING WAS JUST FINE.
WENT TO BED, SCARED AND ANGRY AND TIRED OF IT ALL.
THE NEXT MORNING I THOUGHT THE KIDS WERE GROWN, HE CANT HURT THEM NOW.
I TOLD HIM TO LEAVE AND NEVER EVER COME BACK AGAIN, I FILED FOR A DIVORCE.
I GOT AN ORDER OF PROTECTION AND STARTED LIVING MY LIFE, THOUGHT ALL WOULD BE WELL.
YET, I WAS SO ASHAMED AND ANGRY WITH MYSELF THAT I NEVER SPOKE UP, NEVER REPORTED ANYTHING.
THAT I WAS STUPID ENOUGH TO PUT UP WITH THIS ABUSE, RAPE, STAB WOUNDS, BROKEN BONES IN SILENCE FOR YEARS.
NOBODY UNDERSTOOD WHY I WAS WITH HIM, I WOULDN’T TELL THEM FOR FEAR OF MY CHILDRENS SAFETY.
I WAS AN IDIOT TO STAY!! I WAS AN IDIOT NOT TO KICK HIM OUT!! I WAS AN IDIOT FOR NOT PRESSING CHARGES!!
I SHOULD HAVE GOTTEN A DIVORCE YEARS EARLIER.
YET INSTEAD I BELIEVED HIS THREATS AND LIES.
I WAS PUTTING ME, MY CHILDREN, AND MY FAMILY AND FRIENDS THROUGH SUCH TURMOIL.
HE WENT ON TO STALK ME FOR YEARS HERE AND THERE, FOLLOWING ME, CALLS, MESSAGES.
BUT AT LAST, I DONT FEEL THREATENED BY HIM ANYMORE.
YES, THE NIGHTMARES STILL HAPPEN, THE DOCTORS CALL IT PTSD.
SIMPLY BECAUSE OF ALL THE ABUSE AND TRAUMA AND FEAR, I ENDURED.
BUT PRAISE THE LORD, I DON’T LET HIM BOTHER ME ANYMORE!
LADIES, DONT PUT UP WITH IT, LEAVE, FLEE, GO SOMEWHERE SAFE, FILE CHARGES, FILE FOR A DIVORCE, GET AN ORDER OF PROTECTION.
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE…… LEARN FROM THESE STORIES.
PLEASE GET AWAY FROM THE ABUSIVE MEN.
THEY ARE NOT WORTH IT, THEY WILL NOT CHANGE AND IT WILL ONLY GET WORSE AS TIME PASSES.
MY PRAYER IS THAT YOU LISTEN WITH YOUR HEAD, AND NOT YOUR HEART.
THAT YOU WILL GET OUT AND DO WHAT IS BEST FOR YOU, YOUR CHILDREN, YOUR LIFE.
I HAD A HEAD INJURY FROM MY FIRST HUSBAND DELIBERATELY KNOCKING ME DOWN ON PAVEMENT AND BUSTING THE BACK OF MY HEAD.
I WAS RAPED, BEATEN, STABBED THREE TIMES, AND RECEIVED BROKEN BONES FROM THE NEXT HUSBAND.
AND NOW I ALSO LIVE WITH A PERMANENT NECK INJURY AND OTHER HEALTH ISSUES THAT CANT BE HEALED.
RUN LADIES, RUN NEVER TO LOOK BACK, NEVER TO GO BACK.
PLEASE LEARN FROM MY MISTAKES BEFORE IT IS TOO LATE!!!!
How many of you have heard of Senior Care facilities and abuse? If you’re like me, way too many times.
Just one time is too much!
Yet it happens often, and most of the time by the ones that are supposed to be taking care of them.
There are so many forms of physical abuse for Seniors in Nursing Homes and Care facilities.
There are physical confrontations where the caregiver, will push them, get them way too fast, or set them down way too hard, pull on their arms out of anger, berate them verbally, or neglect them completely knowing they need assistance and care; and what comes along with this mistreatment, bullying, that they better be quiet about it if they know what’s good for them.
Many of our Seniors live in silence, fearful of what the abusive caregivers or others may do to them next, and they are way too frightened to speak up.
For the most part, families put their loved ones in a facility thinking it is the best thing for them. But people, if you really love them and want the best for them; then you better be visiting often, phone calls are fine, yes but true eye to eye visits are going to help you know for sure about your loved ones.
I have both worked, volunteered and visited many times in Nursing homes and Assisted Living Facilities. Some professionals take great care of their residents, love them dearly.
But others sadly are horribly neglected or abused in various ways, personally, I think these cruel idiots need to be fired with the truth being put in their records, professional license revoked never to work in that profession again.
Who is most apt to be abused, those that have nobody that cares enough to visit and talk withthem. To keep a known presence with your loved one.
Believe me, you would be shocked how many of our precious Senior citizens are placed in a nursing home, without so much as a phone call, visit or anything from a family member or friend.
It’s like, out of sight, out of mind.
To me, that is deplorable, these dear souls, loved you, raised you, took care of you, was there for you; and yet people just place them in a nursing home, and basically never ever return again. I know of a few cases right here in my hometown.”
That’s so wrong on every level imaginable. A true tragedy people, a selfish, unloving cruel neglectful tragedy, shame on all those that do this!!!
And it’s not just in Nursing homes or assisted living facilities that this happens.
It, unfortunately, happens in the Seniors own home, by caregivers and even family.
There is abuse in some cases when the Senior is able to stay in their own home, with caregivers stopping in to help them. I’ve known of occasions where the caregivers would only do part of their job to take care of them or be harsh with them.
Then there are the adult children that move their loved ones in with them, or the siblings and family members take turns being with their loved ones in their own home.
What happens some times?
The family members get tired of their loved ones constant needs and snaps at them or worse.
What are you thinking??????
Are you completely nuts??????
You do not hurt other people at any time, there is no reason for it, EVER!!!!
PEOPLE, WAKE UP, GROW UP, THAT IS SO VERY WRONG.
NOBODY SHOULD EVER ABUSE ANOTHER PERSON, EVER!!!!!
SO STOP! BE SMART ENOUGH TO GET YOURSELF COUNSELING, ANGER MANAGEMENT!
STOP THE MADNESS!!!! STOP THE CYCLES!!!!! STOP THE VIOLENCE!!!!!
PEOPLE PLEASE IF YOU OR SOMEBODY YOU KNOW IS BEING ABUSED IN ANY WAY………..
PLEASE PLEASE, SPEAK UP, I SO WISH THAT I HAD, TELL THE TRUTH TO SOMEBODY!!!
DONT MAKE THE MISTAKES I MADE, AND LIVE IN FEAR, WITH LOW SELF ESTEEM, FEELING AS IF YOU BROUGHT IT ON, THAT IT ALL MUST BE YOUR FAULT, OR YOU DESERVE IT!!!
NOBODY AND I MEAN NOBODY EVER DESERVES TO BE ABUSED IN ANY WAY FORM OR FASHION!!!
MOST OF THE TIME THE ABUSERS THREATS IF YOU TELL ARE SIMPLY SCARE TACTICS TO KEEP YOU SILENT!!!
PLEASE WHETHER IT IS AN INFANT, TODDLER, CHILD, TEENAGER, YOUNG ADULT, MIDDLE AGE ADULT, OR SENIOR; SPEAK UP, TELL SOMEBODY YOU TRUST AND GET HELP NOW!!!!
YOU ARE A VALUABLE WORTHY PERSON, YOU SHOULD NEVER HAVE TO LIVE IN FEAR FROM SOMEBODY EVER!!!
PLEASE SPEAK UP, TELL SOMEBODY!!!
I SO WISH I HAD SO MANY TIMES IN MY LIFE, DONT MAKE MY MISTAKES!!!