"When you are old, you will stretch out your hands, and another will gird you,
and carry you where you do not wish to go."
I'm not sure when it started.
For you see, I'm quite old.
things have been going wrong here.
And this story must be told.
nice people came to my home.
I needed some help you see.
couldn't cook or bathe myself.
They came to look after me.
they were quite nice.
They took me here and there.
cooked these wonderful meals.
They'd wash and comb my hair.
after awhile these people changed.
My money was flying out the
They needed a car to get me around.
it all and more!
groceries, bills and other things,
And when my money started
I wasn't allowed to go outside no more.
life turned very dark and dim.
time I told that nice nurse
Who would come once every week,
then she didn't come no more.
I felt so tired and very meak.
didn't feed me for a week
And they'd pushed me to the floor.
prayed to God they'd go away.
I couldn't take much more.
sold my medals from the war
And the couch where I would snooze.
they'd get all liquored up.
My house would smell like booze.
started getting worse and worse...
More bruises and scrapes
I knew not to say a word.
For that would
get more thumps.
ashamed for where I am.
My dignity, I do miss.
because I'm not so young,
I still deserve better than this.
This poem was written by Patti Filbert relating the true story
of her grandfather.
Unfortunately, elder abuse is all too real, and too often happens with trusted
caregivers. I urge you to please be deligent in being aware. Things
are not always as they seem, and sometimes our elderly loved ones don't
even realize when they are being taken advantage of and abused.
Sometimes they feel too ashamed that they've allowed someone to con
them and will not speak for themselves. Assuring that your
loved one is well cared for is not easy, but the burden of knowing
you've let them down is far heavier. I know this from personal
experience...it's a lesson you don't want to learn first-hand. Click HERE to learn more about elder abuse.
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