Love one an-OTHER?
By Kirstin Cant
His name was Daniel. He wasn’t old, perhaps within 10 years of my age. He spent his days on the couch listening to T.V.
He was blind.
He needed help with every basic human action: walking, to be put in the wheelchair, eating, using the toilet. He relied on the nurses for his daily life. Some-days I would help him eat, help him drink tea. I tipped the enamel cup to his lips, as some dribbled down his chin he would say ‘Thank you’. It didn’t feel like an act worthy of thanks. I didn’t know what to say. Once we talked of New Zealand. Travel. India. He had a brother living in India and wanted to travel there. With a sense of humour, he asked me to take him with me in June.
One day he asked for help to get to the toilet. More than one person was required to lift him – it cannot be done alone. Searching for a nurse the response came ‘Just ignore him, he has a ... ... keep reading
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