When last I told you about The Bitch, we were left to wonder if she deserved sympathy from being ignored or scorn for her nastiness.
The picture is becoming clearer.
Nurse: I gave her a piece of gum and she called me a tramp!
My brother had an episode with her today.
The setup was the same as my experience. The Bitch was in a wheel chair by the courtyard windows in the lobby. My brother was against the opposite wall, facing her, with my mother seated to his right.
The Bitch began to stare at him and he tried to ignore her. She used her feet to pull herself towards him, ending up facing him with their knees about a foot apart.
The Bitch: [Loudly.] What are you doing here?
Brother: I'm visiting.
The Bitch: [Even louder.] You're an idiot!
I laughed when he told me the story. It reminded me of Betty Davis giving it to Joan Crawford in Whatever Happened To Baby Jane?
The floor supervisor, about five feet away, began to giggle. We have a great relationship with her.
Brother: Are you laughing at me?
The Bitch: Of course she's laughing at you. You're an idiot!
Floor Supervisor: [To my brother.] You ain't seen nothing.
If she keeps that up, it won't be long before she's asked to leave. The other residents, who don't suffer from dementia, won't accept it. The room my mother occupies was made vacant by a man who had become abusive to other residents and he was given 30 days notice.
Both of The Bitch's daughters were in to see her the other day. Daughter #1 is a big-boned woman, a farmer or trucker type, and looks like she could seriously kick my ass if I so much as looked at her sideways. Daughter #2 looks like Jihad Jane (above).
So we've got Bruisilla and Jihad Jane running around the place.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
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6 comments:
scary.
She'll be asked to leave for sure. They can't have that kind of behaviour/treatment going on. I used to worry about my mom being scared and bullied (or worse, injured) by other residents, especially ones that seemed they were about to snap any second!
It's a shame for the person and their family but your mom's home isn't the right place for her.
Being old is very hard.
Sounds like the Gladys where my husband is. Mean woman. I wonder what she was like when she was 'well'.
I am a caregiver who works in an assisted living home. I am adding your site add. to my blog side. I am soooo enjoying reading so far as I live these things everyday. I should add I LOVE MY JOB!!! Nice to meet you
Welcome, JUST A MOM! Glad to have you aboard! :)
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