Elderly

Last night a guest checked in. He was a very patient and soft spoken individual. Upon completion of checking in he asked me to assist him in bringing in his mother. I abliged. I personally have not spent much time around the elderly of this world. And to be quite honest they make me a bit uncomfortable. Don't get me wrong, not all elderly make me feel this way, only those that are slipping in their minds and bodies. This was quite an awkward situation for me. The woman obviously was having a very difficult time manuvering her body and especially her feet. She just could seem to get them to move. I saw her lips ever so slowly moving to form words but could not make them out. The son, whom I had checked into the hotel, was holding onto her firmly and coaching her even more firmly. He was a very strong individual, not just physically. He did not let her quit, as badly as she begged. I really had absolutely no clue what to do to help out aside from holding doors open. While standing there feeling completely awkward and out of place I realized what the old woman was mummbling. "Help me!", "why won't you help me", "you're not doing anything", "she's just standing there", and again "heeeeeelp me". And mind you all this was in a very hushed ton. I was absolutely clueless as to HOW to help. Her son, continued coaching her and occassionally replied "Mother, she is helping, now move your feet". That did of course make me feel better but I still could not get over the way the woman looked at me and spoke to and about me. Seriously, what did she want me to do...carry her? This whole experience really got me thinking about the elderly, their caregivers and my own personal reality of aging. I have an uncle who had cared for my Grandparents for years and has taken upon himselve great burdens, even now that they have passed on. He and his family are amazing people. I have always admired this family for their willingness to serve, even during times of great personal trial they are there ready to go above and beyond. So, in conclusion my heart goes out to all you children, all you caregivers of the elderly. I admire your strength of character, body, mind, and last but not the least, strength of spirit. I truly believe it takes a great person to care for their sick parents.