A care home, using a man's t-shirt as underpants. He's naked apart from the 'pants'.
Another home, a man on the floor. The carers there haven't picked him up, when we do we find that he probably hasn't had a wash for days. We smell of him for the rest of the shift.
She lies on a bed with no sheet, 'she keeps bleeding on them' say the nurses. My teeth grit.
And then I go to Holy Joe's and my faith in decent care is reborn.
Anyone want to pay me £25,000 a year or more to go round 'care homes' and utilise my pain stick?
(As always, I know there are good homes out there, it's just I rarely seem to visit them. Only a short post as I've so much 'stuff' to do today).