Another day, another dollar. Another year over and a new one just began.
Sometimes it’s hard to hold on to optimism when you work in healthcare.
It’s 2016 and we’re still short of staff.
It’s 2016 and we’re still light on pay.
I’ve been in the business for years now and it’s still the same old story.
I’m the one who has changed. I’m a little bit tougher, a little bit gentler. I’m a touch wiser, a shade sadder.
I’ve been around the block and this ain’t my first rodeo. Sometimes it’s hard to remember what it was like on my first week as a CNA. It’s like all that happened to another person. CNA…it isn’t just a job, you see. It bleeds into every aspect of life, coloring the way you see the world.
So yes, it’s a new year and no, the industry hasn’t changed much. It’s hard to keep from falling into cynicism. Maybe things will never change.
But I’ll keep changing. I’ll keep choosing. I’ll take a lesson from my residents and I’ll keep smiling. Happiness is something they snatch from the jaws of despair and boredom. An old person holding on, with grim determination, to an attitude of youthful delight is quite simply the most badass thing I’ve ever seen in my life. It’s also awesome in the oldest sense of the word.
There really is nothing more beautiful than the eyes of a child looking out at you from the wrinkled face of an elder.