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Last Daze
(for Caregivers Anonymous)
A monologue by Janet S. Tiger
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(This actor comes forward dressed in scrubs, a person who works in a home of some sort, a professional caregiver)
You'll get used to it....Mrs. Sanchez gave you the pep talk, right? How these people are our business - literally and figuratively. Meaning, we take care of them because, while they live, we get paid. It's simple. Hard work, but simple. Easier than digging ditches, which I have done, but harder than digging ditches, because, well, when you finish ditches at the end of the day, you go home and go to sleep and don't have dreams about the ditches having to be cleaned up, or fed, or screaming at you when they get hurt.....or die.....Ditches don't die........
I used to think that the hardest days were the last ones.....the finale. It didn't matter whether the person had been famous, or owned a big company....or had a family....or was a nobody.....it all ends up the same......
But then I got to realize that it was all those other days that were the tough ones....the day in, day out, like slogging through mud that never lifts.....the repetition, the drudgery, the complete sadness of a person who knew what was about to happen and yet, like a baby.....had no control over this last stage of their life......When I really looked, I realized..... the final days.....those were actually....exciting!
The flurry of activity....the friends and neighbors who show up so they won't feel guilty for not coming when the person could still talk to them.....the family sniffing around for the leftover crumbs!
It was just like some kind of old TV show......and I would look at these souls, getting ready for some last trip....of no return. We'd say to each other.....'not coming back from lunch'....or....worse....'circling the drain!'
But here's the part that I never really got until I'd lived through several of these...'last daze'......relief.....you could see it in the faces of all the people......the people who came to visit.....and the people who went.......away forever.
(Hears something, stops)
I'll be right there, Mrs. Anderson!
(Turns to leave, stops, looks back)
I guess that's why everyone loved that old commercial....\plop. plop. fizz fizz......oh what a relief it is!
(Exits to more upcoming relief)
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Janet S. Tiger 858-736-6315
JanetSTigerMonologueMania.blogspot.com
Member Dramatists Guild since 1983
Playwright-in-Residence
Swedenborg Hall 2006-8
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