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A family friend died on Friday

Captain Jigglypuff

Captain Jigglypuff

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As you all might know, I work in the kitchen of a nursing home. One of my dad’s good friends was a resident there for almost two months and he died Friday during my shift and it really affected me to the point my brain was experiencing shutting down from strong emotions. I know that I made the cook angry but she hasn’t worked there long enough with me to know that I’m autistic and while I might not be as fast as some other employees, I do have my own system that gets the job done. I was having trouble focusing on the work and I know that it was from the loss of the family friend. I know that death comes with the territory of working in a nursing home but this one was really personal. I’m still a bit shaken over it.
 
I could tell that he had declined rather quickly and just gave up. He wasn’t allowed to get up snd walk around freely and this man was always a busybody and running around everywhere. But then he broke his hip and then his leg snd was told he couldn’t be walking around on his own anymore and he would sit in his chair in total silence staring at the floor which concerned me because that wasn’t like him at all. He didn’t even smile like he used to and when I said hello to him the one day, he just looked at me in silence and I didn’t see the sparkle in his eye that he usually had when he saw me. Being forced to sit in a chair all day long and being unable to move around definitely changed him and I could tell something was right but couldn’t do anything about either since it was a doctor who ordered it and I’m not a doctor or nurse. I knew him since I was a kid and would see him quite a bit at my dad’s shop.
 
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