As I was scrolling through the memory posts on social
media I read one that has popped up in slightly different forms many
times. It was a reminder about being compassionate toward the older
folks. Discussing how they once were young and able but time has slowed
them down and some or many of life's changes confuses them. But many
also are filled with examples of how the older people are ignored.
I'm
seeing that every time we want to attempt to make changes in life and
society, we often begin with a divisive measure. We know that there are
people who are ignored. It isn't only the elderly, society has become so
self centered many do not see needs around them. Some are afraid to
help not knowing whether it is a ruse and they will end up robbed or
worse. Some are afraid that they are dealing with a sue happy
individual. My thoughts are, if you see a need and can safely help,
please do so. If you have concerns or it is a need where you are unable
to assist, find someone who is able to do what is needed.
Here's
the thing though, those videos and social media posts want to make it
appear that the majority of people ignore the elderly, ignore those in
need, ignore and walk on toward where ever they were headed. This is
incorrect. Allow me to use my own experiences with my parents. My mother
is 89 and my dad is closing in on 95. My mother uses a cane when she
walks and my dad, because of falls, uses a walker. The people who were
so strong, so capable, so able to do what ever was needed, when it was
needed, now need assistance. They do not get out as much as they once
did because of this. They no longer drive and when they do go out,
someone has to be with them in case they lose their balance. Something
as simple as a stumble, stepping on a loose stone, a liquid spill could
be disastrous. This means they walk much slower. Here, is where I make
mention that most of the people who have been around when we are out,
have been very kind.
Where I
take mom grocery shopping, they always-always-always ask about her and
my dad if mom is not with me if I check out through one of our regular
people. We've had employees go out of their way to help my mother find
or reach something. Since they did the remodel of the store, finding a
cool bottle of water is not as easy as it once was. Several times the
people we were checking out through have stopped what they were doing
and got her water. When we've crossed the parking lot heading away from
or back to the car, people have waited without signs of frustration or
annoyance because of her slow walk. Yesterday while looking for
batteries while the individual was restocking the display they told mom
they could help her and handed her a coupon for a nice discount.
My
dad recently got hearing aids. The building the office is in has a long
sloping handicap ramp. The gentleman who helps my dad with his hearing
aids, also makes sure they get in and out of the building safely. He has
walked with my mother, holding her arm gently as she walks the ramp. He
speaks with kindness and respect with every visit.
The
county police have been out a couple of times. They know of my dad's
moments of confusion. They have taken their time with him, spoken
kindly, compassionately and without annoyance over the call.
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