Oh man! Every day I say, you have your good days and bad days. Today I’m having a bad day, but I’ve been saying that for ten years. I’m exhausted. It’s a good thing I was a competitive athlete because every day is like the first day of training. I just have to plug away at it. Speaking of plugging away at it, I’ve been trying to get more money for my healthcare assistants. I’ve been trying to make this job of looking after me a more attractive job. But, now that I think about it, no money in the world would be enough to look after me. LOL
It’s true. These poor people make nothing. It’s crazy. You would think you would be paid well to look after a human soul. But they can make more money at a fast food restaurant, flipping burgers. It’s kind of irritating. I feel bad for them, cause they have to take like two jobs just to make ends meet. And because they take two jobs, they’re naturally tired. The last thing you need is a tired healthcare worker. Believe me. Don’t get me started. I’ll go on and on about it. I started the process of trying to get them more money, but it’s exhausting for me in this condition. Exhausting and frustrating. Listen, if you’re reading this, you’re gonna get old one day. Everyone gets old, and the last thing you want to do is go into a nursing home. Believe me. The future is gonna be home healthcare. You’ll see. And especially, these days, no one wants to go to a nursing home. I call nursing homes God’s Waiting Room. My advice to you guys out there, never get old, and don’t ever get sick.
Love you, miss you guys.
Love, B. Nice