Medina

My mom works at a nursing home and I went to go see her to pick up the car. When I got there, this elderly lady named Medina pulled me to the side and asked if I wanted some “Sweet Haaaay” (aka, oatmeal). I didn’t know what she meant by sweet hay so I just followed her for the hell of it, I mean I did have some time to kill before class. I went into her room and she offered me some sweet hay (oatmeal), I didn’t take it because who knows where the hell its been. I told her to save it and she insisted I take it home with me (of course I didn’t). Then she started talking… Everything she said was a mixture of English, Spanish, and her own made up language, almost like baby talk. I just listened and pretended I understood what she was saying. I’d nod my head, smile and things like that. What I did hear however was about how someone was trying to kill her, about God, about my mother, about some of the other nurses, and her family. Then I started thinking about times when I’d talk and talk and talk about what to me was important and how maybe some of the things I’d say were actually bullshit and “crazy”. Anyway, she showed me some pictures of her family and some scars and bruises. And I thought to myself again, damn… I wonder what her life is like and how her story is. I mean, shes a patient at a nursing home, probably doesn’t see too many people, probably doesn’t ever have visitors, and seeing a new face probably brightened up her day. Before I left she said “Okay, I’ll talk to you again later, take care.” I started feeling sad… idk, I’m a sensitive fuck.

What I realized from that little visit I had with Medina was that sometimes pretending to listen, giving a hug, smiling and whatnot can really make a difference. And yeah, just wanted to share that. I think I’ll be visiting Medina often.. or try to. Idk.

I just want to thank you for putting up with my “bullshit” and offering a shoulder to lean and cry on and an ear for listening (or something). Okay thats it bye.

ps: I got free parking at school today. Yay for saving 6 dollars. I feel rich.

pps: I miss you.

bye.

@2 years ago