What I want to know....

As many of you know (or may NOT know) I was recently fired from my job. Now that in and of itself is frustrating at best, but I am starting to look at it as a blessing in disguise. I worked in what is correctly termed the health care field. But it goes beyond that. I took care of those who no longer could take care of themselves. Many of these once proud folk could no longer dress, eat, or clean themselves. Day after day I watched people who once fished, raised families, took vacations, and laughed degrade to child-like, angry denizens who were prisoners in their own bodies.

    And death being the opposite part of life was no stranger here. But somehow it was harder..more grotesque....Perhaps it was the close proximity we had with each residents or the day to day care we had with them..but watching someone who would laugh and hold a baby doll be reduced to someone who was bedridden and non-responsive...was depressing in the highest regard....

What I want to know is...why......what did these people do to deserve to die like this? I am sure that none of em were perfect in life, but to be sentenced with a disease that takes away your mind, your freedom, and your dignity? Again I ask...why?

If you are fortunate to have living grandparents...Hug them..say hello...visit more..because you never know when they won't recognize you any longer....