My Carer and Me.
03-11-07
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I’ve made it through another night
This old girl will survive all right
.
Soon I can relax in luxury
With Jean, my carer, looking after me
.
Ben, her dog, my little friend
Is with us this weekend
.
First things first - a cup of tea
Then a chat before my toiletry
.
Washed and brushed, I’m clean and bright
Breakfast next, I’ve a good appetite
.
With Jeanie in charge, I know I will
Have a delicious meal
.
While the little dog keeps me company
Jeanie does work as necessary
.
Over the years quite naturally
We have become a family of three
.
Where would I be without carers? I say
Probably in hospital with MRSA
.
I live in fear of being taken away
To new surroundings then having to stay
.
Some days I’m not good company
With pain my moods change constantly
.
Like this I’m not happy you see
So I take it out on poor Jeanie
.
Her blue eyes smile as she absorbs the load
She understands - been down this road
.
Tomorrow I may be as bright as a pin
Impatient for the day to begin
.
She’s out at the moment shopping for me
Collecting my pension and something for tea
.
Whenever I want to go anywhere
She’ll borrow or purloin a wheelchair
.
She protects me like a hen with a chick
Won’t let me take risks,reminds me I’m sick
.
The several hours she spends with me
Flash by too rapidly
.
She’ll be leaving soon I know
I’m always sorry to see her go
.
A kiss and she’s through the door
It’s the empty house and me once more
.
Another girl calls in to prepare my tea
And provide thirty minutes of company
.
Then it’s fourteen hours on my own
With my only friend the telephone
.
Unless it’s urgent I don’t make a call
My last one did me no good at all
.
I got the locum using that facility
With him it’s always hospital for me
.
Jeanie rings me every night
To check that the old girl is all right
.
We talk about this and that
Things in general - a therapy chat
.
It seems with death I’m continually obsessed
The long hours alone make me depressed
.
But when dawn breaks it gives me hope
With people around me I’m able to cope
.
I wait impatiently for Jeanie to arrive
Then I hear her, ‘Cooee!’ I’ll survive
.
The next few hours will be
Exclusively dedicated to me
*End. Joe Thomas