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Philip Y. Kao PhD thesis - Research@StAndrews:FullText

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drawn out process involving a mixture of creative lying and coaxing, the use of elaborate<br />

mechanical devices like the Hoyer lift, and the assistance of two caregivers. Over the past<br />

few weeks, caregivers have been less than enthusiastic about coming into Betsy’s room.<br />

Her recent bout with C.Diff (Clostridium Difficile) turned the room into a biohazard zone.<br />

Caregivers enter her room with masks, protective eyewear and several pairs of gloves.<br />

The bacteria in the colon, which causes an acute odour to the diarrhoea, made providing<br />

care for her unpleasant. Beth, one of Betsy’s daughters, comes in during the afternoons<br />

to bring fresh laundry, and spends time “sitting and chatting with Mom.” They mostly<br />

end up holding hands, sitting silently together looking out of the window. Sometimes<br />

they even watch a children’s animation film—Betsy’s new found fascination. Her<br />

daughter sprays an aerosol to neutralize the pungency, and reminds me ever so politely<br />

again to dispose of Betsy’s bright red biohazard garbage bags on a regular basis.<br />

As I enter her room, I notice that Betsy is awake. I bring a cup of water to her mouth and<br />

she takes a satisfying slurp from the straw. I re-position the hand-woven blanket so that<br />

it covers her left leg, which is straying outside the bed’s confines. Her feet, sticking out of<br />

her compression socks, are noticeably dry; I make a mental note to apply some lotion to<br />

her later. Heading further into her room, I make my way to the closet and pick something<br />

versatile for Betsy to wear, something that will keep her warm (from the draft in the<br />

corridors), but won’t make her sweaty, a fine balance indeed.<br />

An hour later, I decide to get Betsy up for the day. It’s about 9:00 a.m., which is an hour<br />

earlier than the time most caregivers finally get to her. She is already eyeing me from her<br />

the bed when I enter.<br />

“Well, good morning”<br />

Betsy replies, “Hi.”<br />

“So, today is shower day. Are we ready?”<br />

A one word reply, “What?”<br />

“Yes, you haven’t had one in a week.”<br />

“Well I don’t need one. I can shower myself.”<br />

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