Listen To Me! I Have A Voice!

Today Donald tells me to look at his food tray. "It's sticky, just plain nasty" he tells me. I told him he should tell someone and he said, "I've tried, but nobody will listen to me". I sit back out of sight and witness him motion for at least six employees of the Silver Lining Nursing Home to 'come here'. They keep walking!

I told Donald to try pushing his call button because then someone would have to come and check on him. Fifteen to twenty minutes later an employee (C.N.A) comes in and asks, "what's wrong?". He tells her he wants "the kitchen" to know about the "nasty tray". She says she will tell someone.

I am surprised when someone from the kitchen actually comes to his room. He shows the lady the tray and instead of addressing him she starts apologizing to ME. Hello! He has ears and a voice! Listen and talk to HIM! She leaves the room and comes back with her supervisor which again addresses ME when she says her "entire line will be written up for allowing a tray like this to leave the kitchen".

I think I will make a sign to hang over his bed that says, LISTEN TO ME! I DO HAVE A VOICE!