Sunday, February 13, 2011

The nursing home

My father-in-law has been moved from the hospital to the nursing home. It, too, is a scent jungle, beginning at the entrance, where the receptionist has turned the foyer into her own perfume fort. Walking down the halls is one odor after another, and don't get me started on the employees. Twice, we've had to leave because employees have come into his room wearing enough fragrance for four people. 


I'd ask what's wrong with them, but I suspect I know the answers, and I'm really sick of people pleading ignorance, even after we've had a chat. 


By the way, not a peep from the hospital yet.