This afternoon I visited an elderly woman who is confined to
bed. I have known her from my first
visits to Bondeau. She and her family
are faithful church members. They are
one of the more prosperous families, as they own their own plot of land behind
the parish, on which family members have built small houses. Our elderly lady lives in a tiny but sturdy
two room structure with a small front porch.
I arrived to find her small front room filled with people. There were her grandchildren, great
grandchildren, daughter, son-in-law out on the porch, and our parish nurse,
Natacha. “Mama” was on a small bed,
barely large enough to hold her. There
were bundles of clothes that she used as pillows. Her back rest was a small child’s chair
turned upside down arranged in such a way that she could lean back in the
bed. After we visited a while, I prayed
in English, then we all joined singing familiar church hymns. Nurse Natacha prayed and then rubbed down
“Mama’s” back with a special herbal lotion.
Mama lay back and closed her eyes while her daughter stood over her
shooing flies away with a head scarf.
I can’t help but make comparisons as I visit elderly here in
Bondeau where the family is always gathered around, friends stop by, and everyone
chips in to care for the elderly person.
I visit so many elderly in pristine nursing homes who never see a family
member until they are on their death bed.
So alone and lonely! If only we
could have a little of both…better medical care for elderly in Bondeau and more
family involvement for elderly in Boca, elderly in both places would have a
better end-of-life experience.
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