Translated…
My husband can be said to have changed tracks in midlife, after laboring manually for almost thirty years, he’s now working in the caring provider industries, the reason why he’d switched tracks was because he’d wanted more time to accompany and to look after my mother-in-law who had been diagnosed with hypertension and depression.
My father-in-law had battled throat cancer for fourteen years total, from before he’d passed, he was looked after by my two younger sisters-in-law and my mother-in-law, which lessened the stresses and the strains on my husband and I; after my father-in-law passed, his two younger sisters took the public positions test and did well, and started working and living away, without the company of my younger sisters-in-law, and because both my husband and I worked during the daytime, my mother-in-law became half an elderly who lived alone, and when she was having a bad day, she’d needed help walking, eating, or bathing.
We’d also considered placing my mother-in-law in elderly daycare, or hiring a foreign caretaker for her, in the end, my husband decided to quit his job, and took the exams to become a home care nurse, he’d studied hard in his classes, trained and took his internships. And, toward my husband’s decisions, I can only show him my support.
In order to prepare for his examinations, whatever he may be doing, going to the bathrooms, before bedtimes, or cooking and preparing the meals, he’d had his nose stuck in a book, I’d often heard him mumbling about doing CPR or the keys to test for the vital signs, and he’d practiced how to wash the hair of the patients, as well as changing their clothes, all the technical stuff. Gladly, his hard work had, paid off, he’d become certified, and told me, that he wanted to take the test to become a social worker next.
And from time to time, he’d shared with me, the ins and outs of his caretaking work. A few evenings ago before bedtime, the goings on of his work that day, and the way he’d handled the matter was just like his usual self too.
He would accompany an elderly ninety-one-year-old woman to take the hospital shuttle to see the doctors, the elderly woman had a seriously hunched back, couldn’t stand for a long time, and that day, just happened to be the practice safety drills, the cars were blocked and couldn’t follow the original routes, and, the two of them waited, by the side of the road in the rain for fifteen minutes, because they’d not known about the drills, and at which tie, the Happiness Express provided by the county government came driving by, and after my husband flagged the bus down, and explained to the driver what had happened, the kind driver took the long way around, and took them both to the hospital, and waited for them, and afterwards, he’d dropped them off by the same route again.
And that, was not the end of it, of course, after my husband arrived home, he’d called up the hospital to report this to the hospital securities and the physicians, and the physicians immediately had the nurses called up the supervisors at the unit in charge. My husband said, that in the countryside, there are a lot of elderly who lived alone, and they can only take the hospital shuttles to the hospital, he wasn’t going to let all of their rights slide.
Seeing my husband busying around and about, and, other than taking care of his cases and his own mother, he’d still found the time, to visit my parents too, and although I’d heard him complained on how tired he was, but seeing how much he’d poured his heart and soul into nursing, I can only be there, to remind him, to take good care of himself, because only in having his good health, will he be able to, take care of his family members, as well as other elderly members of the community.
not my photo…
So this man found his calling in midlife, and, after he’d gotten into it, he’d poured his heart AND soul in working, and this is usually difficult, to find a man who works in the elderly care industries, because stereotypically, this sort of a position is usually taken up by women, but this man had proven the stereotype wrong, that he can do an amazing job at it too!