#Nursing Home Detective#
For professional reasons, I have been to countless homes for the elderly, but when I go there, I always have mixed feelings. Before going, there was still a little contradiction and trepidation in my heart, I wanted to go, I hoped to bring some surprises and comfort to the elderly during the New Year's Festival, but I was afraid, because looking at their faces, I always couldn't help but think of my parents in Shandong.
Old people and old people, but when you face them, you don't have much ability, you can see them as parents, you can get the best support and enjoy their old age, there will inevitably be a strong sense of loss and frustration in your heart. It can only be, as far as I can, a little thin.
This time, I was invited by The Elder Brother of Xiangshui to go with the Yizhou Love Association to the Jizo Temple Respect for the Elderly Home to comfort them, when they were busy cutting the old man's hair, cutting nails, and making dumplings, while I was shuttling back and forth, taking some photos that I felt could be heartfelt. At least, in my eyes, it fell into my heart, and at that moment, there was something touching in my heart, whether it was gratifying or moved, it could stay in my heart and linger for a long time.
How many people just pass by the old man's side, they will pinch their noses with disgust, and can't smell the body odor of the old man who has not bathed for a long time; how many people, even talking to the old man, will not take the right eye to see, can not see the dense age spots on the face, suspect that the old man is buried on the body;
How many people, when their parents are old, repeat the words over and over again, and have a bad memory, will become impatient and will be very rudely interrupted.
However, he, with a smile on his face, supported the old man's oily and smelly head with his hand, meticulously, and concentrated on cutting their hair, afraid that if it was light, it would scratch their skin. You can do it, I admit, I may not be able to do what he did. People say that filial piety comes first, good to one's own parents, that is nature, and to be able to treat the parents of others with a loving heart must be a person with great love.
They are the elderly who are far away from family affection in the nursing home, the children have sent them here because of all kinds of unavoidable, some people are even childless, in fact, there are strangers who come, what they can eat, it does not matter whether they are good or not, how much they can eat is not important, you can smile at them, and they will be very happy. You are willing to pull their hands that are as dry as branches, and the green tendons burst out, because they have also tried their best for their children in those young years.
When I walk around the nursing home, when I meet any old man, I will raise the camera to take a picture of them, in fact, they may not be able to see what they look like in the lens, but at that moment, you pay attention to them, you take pictures of them, they will smile like children. Some will sit in front of you, and some will deliberately tidy up their hair and clothes, and try to smile brightly at your camera. But why, looking at their laughter, I always couldn't help but cry in my heart.
In the twilight years of man, sharing the heavenly gifts, playing with the grandchildren, and the joy of going around the knees, for them, is missing and irreparable. At least, on this day, our arrival allows them to see the shadow of their children, and on this day, they can enjoy the happiness of being served and cared for by children.
When people are old, they will return to their childhood, just like children, like to be clingy, like to eat some small snacks, like to be lively, like to accompany, like to be cared for, and valued. And the figure lying on the window is not like us when we were very young.
He was outside the window, I was inside, through the dusty screen window, and I asked him, happy, there are dumplings to eat. He smiled, revealing only two upper teeth. Happiness speaks for itself.
The dumplings that I have been to the nursing home over the years, in fact, I feel that it is still the most humane and warmest time to go to the condolences when I was online in Yixian County. I would like to say that in this year, the elderly actually do not lack food and clothing, the nursing home also has state subsidies and civil affairs subsidies, and it is not a problem to eat dumplings from time to time. The difficulty is that they lack children who make dumplings for them, children who accompany them to eat dumplings at a table.
The army of dumplings in the house was in full swing, and in a few moments, three curtains of dumplings were neatly arranged there, like soldiers waiting for the general to review. The Charity Association generally goes to the nursing home to comfort the elderly, but it is only responsible for the package, and then after the package is wrapped, it quietly retreats. Of course, they also carry forward the style, selfless dedication, leave everything behind, let the old people slowly taste.
Of course, the state has the national law, the family has the family rules, and each association will have its own rules and regulations, but the personal suggestion, if conditions permit, is nothing more than the problem of bringing more rice oil noodles and meat and eggs, packing it a little more, watching it steaming out of the pot, helping the old people to put it in the bowl, watching them eat it with happiness on their faces, isn't it more fragrant. If you can stay with them for a while, you can stay with them for a while, after all, what they lack is not food and drink, but children.
When I left, I asked Big Brother Cui to help me roll down the car window, deliberately grabbed a few shots, the most infectious laugh in the world, there is only one, that is, innocence. There are only two kinds of people without teeth, one is a baby and the other is an old man.
The tip of people's hearts is long downwards, and the appropriate ones are also looking upwards, those whose sideburns are white, those who describe them as withered, those who falter, those who are broken by the wind, once, they also had the best youth, they had a good time of radiance, but only for the sake of their children, for the sake of the children, they have become like this, aren't they. Often go home to see, or often come to the nursing home to see them, where has the time gone, and how much time can we give them company.