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Recovery

Recovery is painful. I pray I survive another day. Last night was more threats of stormy weather as my main charge Hoodwinked me into giving him a marker and at that point I felt very torn apart.

The issue revolved markers he said he stole from maintenance and then one of the staff takes pens and markers from him. I am sure it happens a lot in this man's world and he has dementia which some person's think he uses as a source of getting entitlement.

So I give him a couple markers bsck, because the whole thing seems so bombastic. Who is the victim in all this? I feel irked more than anything by the spur to the crisis. He is not forthcoming about whether he took meds and staff says because of this I take clothes to wash and pens that have been in his possession for too long. What will come of this? Who knows? I am recovering from a cold, as I seek to understand what recovery means in the land of the intellectually disabled. Namely recovery of dignity and a remembrance of what it means to be truly human.