When we arrived to visit with Mary, she had just returned from lunch and her aide was in the process of transferring her from her wheelchair to her bed by means of a lift. She spotted James at the door – and flashed him a sweet smile and a wave. In her soft, almost inaudible voice, she said, Don’t leave. I want to see James. Just wait a minute.
The transfer process is involved and takes place in privacy with the curtain drawn. We waited in the hallway until the aide gave us clearance to go in.
Mary is such a sweet, soft-spoken person. In her quiet way, she greeted James by slowly extending her hand so he would move closer to her bedside. Clearly, she was fatigued by the effort it had taken to be lifted out of bed to leave her room for her meal, wheeled to the dining area on her floor to eat, wheeled back to her room, and lifted back into bed. Although visibly exhausted by these events, she expressed joy in seeing James.
James, I knew you’d be coming to visit today! To me, in her whispered voice, she said, See, he’s licking my hand. I’m so glad he’s here.
I’ve been telling my son about James’ visits. He wants to know what kind of dog James is. What should I tell him?
I responded that James is an English Setter. And, added that James is 10 years old.
I’ll remember that to tell him. He keeps asking me that when I tell him about James.
All the while she petted James’ ears and head.
I wish I had some of those special sausage treats I used to give my dog. I think James would like them. I’ll ask my son to bring some in.
This is the most conversation we’ve heard from Mary throughout our visits with her. [We’ve now been visiting Mary since March] Suddenly, fatigue deepening on her face like a cloud passing over the moon in the night sky, she quietly said, I’m very tired now… With that we said our good-byes and left her room.