“HELP ME PLEASE”

My medication Tech wrote this beautiful poem today about “My Harry”

I had written an entry devoted to him over a year ago but sadly, it was lost in the great OD hack. I hope to write another tribute about him soon. He is the man that I can’t wait to see every morning. “My Harry”, my patient with Alzheimer’s Disese and who is also blind. He has Double the trouble one might say. He is truely my best friend. The strongest person I know. I cried this morning when the poem was read to me today, I was touched deeply.

“Help me Please”

“Help me please “is his cry

you ask his need

confusion is his reply

The Nurse gives him a pill

for his mind and soul

to be still

In quiet slumber he just sits there

his face with a sad blank stare

what is the need

behind his plea?

A gentle touch or

soft word from me?

Once a man of such might

& power now looks to me

for help with his daily shower

years ago was his life

a home, 2 children

and a beautiful wife

now his dear wife

of many years is gone

his children all grown

with families of their own

so time has brought him to this place

loss of memory

and confusion on his face

what is the need behind this plea?

a gentle touch or soft

word from me.

Author: K. Marshall