I& #39;m a nurse in a memory care facility. Just a lone voice in the wilderness adding to a choir of outrage over this footage. But I want to tell you about Betty*

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Betty is 86 years old & has Alzheimer& #39;s. Before she fell victim to this terrible disease she was married to her husband Bill*

Together they a started a farm, & a family in the Heartland

Bill & Betty raised 7 kids & a menagerie of animals, harvested wheat & corn, lived modestly
2 years ago, Betty developed the symptoms of Alzheimer& #39;s

After many agonizing conversations with her doctor, a decision was made to place Betty in an assistive living facility.

While this was a difficult transition for both Betty & Bill, it was the right choice & at first...
..it was working beautifully.

Betty had skilled nursing care available to her 24/7. And her husband Bill came to visit her every day.

He would come, rain or shine, at 8am on the dot.

Right after he fed the cows & tended to his farm duties.
Bill came at breakfast & sat with Betty, fixing up her coffee just the way she liked it- 3 creams, 2 sugars, and a dash of hot chocolate.

After breakfast he took her to her room where he helped bathe & dress her.

He always wanted to make sure her outfits were put together
Things like this mattered to Betty. They mattered when she was 18, & they mattered when she was 87. They mattered when her mind was sharp & when it dulled.

But what mattered to her the most-what MATTERS to her still- is Bill.

Holy moly does this woman love her Bill
Bill is Betty& #39;s life. Bill is her rock & her protector.

Bill is the only one she allows to wash her hair

Bill is the one she cries out for at night, & then I write it in her chart again- "patient calling out for & #39;Bill& #39;, at times inconsolable. Pt told Bill will be here tomorrow"
But Bill will not be here tomorrow.

Bill has not been here for 7 months & counting.

Bill wakes at the crack of dawn each day, tends to his animals & crops, then makes his daily phone call to the nursing home to see if he can see Betty today.

And the answer is always "no".
Bill can& #39;t see Betty because Betty lives in a "hot spot"

Bill cannot see Betty bc they live in Trump country, where no one wears masks & reality is denied.

Bill & Betty haven& #39;tt touched each other in over 7 months, & now Betty is dying.

Not from COVID. From a broken heart.
Empathy is a finite quality.

Caregiver burnout is real.

Every day I go into work & lie to a sweet old woman, telling her that her husband will "be here soon!"

He won& #39;t be here soon.

He will never fucking be here.

The cavalry is not coming for these forgotten Americans.
I want you for just one second to feel the clinch of anguish & despair in my stomach every time I have to tell this poor woman "he will be here soon!"

Knowing it& #39;s a lie.

Knowing she will likely die alone.

Knowing she will NEVER hug Bill again.
There are times in my career I wonder if I should just start recording

Would anyone care?

Would it matter to you if you heard a sweet old woman screaming for a hug & reassurance from her ONLY protector? Please don& #39;t forget the kinds of horrific secrets these women often bury
I will wash Betty& #39;s hair tonight.

I will do so lovingly & gently, bit I will be no substitute.

Betty only met me a few months ago.

For all intents & purposes she will die alone.
I will love on her.

I will tell her she did an amazing job.

I will tell her God doesn& #39;t want her to die alone. And he will make sure that doesn& #39;t happen.
Before she goes I will embrace her as I do all my residents.

But she will die without Bill. And without that last embrace.
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