Mrs. Dunkin #11

This is an ongoing story I've decided to write and put on my blog every Monday.   Please excuse the errors, I'm only doing limited editing.  Constructive criticism welcome.  I wish I had a cute button on the side where the story could go but I don't know how to make a button.  Even if I did I wouldn't know how to link up the story LOL.   So if you miss a chapter, you'll have to look at my sidebar for it.  The first chapter was written on October 23, 2011 so that should at least be some help, ha.

11

I woke up around 5 a.m. the next morning.  After seeing Clara singing to Helen, it was so heartbreaking I went to sleep.  I thought I would get my shower over and done with before my medication came. 

When I was done, I came out to brush my hair and the medication was sitting on the table with a small glass of water.  I took the pills and began brushing my hair when I heard.

“Hi Annie, my name is Jane.  I was wondering if you’ll be going to breakfast.  I’m one of the housekeepers and I’d like to clean your room.  Usually after the first full day someone is here, we start our routine of once a day cleaning.” 

“It’s so nice to meet you.  I was thinking of going out to the day-room for breakfast but I could sure use a cup of coffee before then.” 

“There’s some coffee in the visitors room that you can go and get.  There are nice comfy chairs and even computers that the residents can use.”

“I didn’t know that.  As soon as I get done with my hair, I might go check it out.  Where is that room at?”

“It’s right across from the day-room.  You won’t be able to miss it.  When you get back from breakfast your room will be cleaned.” 

“Thank you dear.”

“You’re welcome” and Jane left.

I finished brushing my hair.  I opened up the locked drawer and pulled out earrings that had little pink roses on them and the necklace that matched.  It would look lovely with the pink shell and cardigan I was wearing.  No one here will probably care if I match but I still do.   

I decided to go and find the coffee.  That was always the first thing I did in the morning when I was home.  I was never much of a breakfast eater but I do love my coffee.  As I went passed Clara’s room, I could see Helen in her bed but couldn’t see Clara.  I went down the hall and got to the day-room.  A few people were in their but not Clara.  I saw the visitor’s room and went in.  No one was there but me.  I got myself a cup of coffee and stood and looked out the open blinds.  The trees were starting to turn lovely colors; yellow, orange and fiery red.   Fall is always my favorite season.  I started looking at the computer when I heard someone come into the room. 

“You must be Annie.  I’m Sheila the weekend day nurse.  I dropped your pills off earlier but you were in the shower.” 

“Hello Sheila, I took them.  It’s nice to meet you.”  Suddenly, I head a beeping.  “What’s that?”

“That’s probably Fred doing is usual escape act.  I’ll be right back” and she headed out.

“Fred, where do you think you’re going?” I could hear her say from the hallway.  Then I heard a man’s voice say, “You caught me again girlie.  I’m going back to the table right now.”  “Thank you Fred.” 

I saw a man in a wheelchair go past the visitor’s room and to a table where he put his head down.  Sheila came back in the room.  “That Fred” she said.  “He does that every morning.  He knows he’s going to get caught but I think he likes to keep us on our toes” and we laughed. 

“How come he’s not allowed out?” I questioned. 

“Annie this is a locked floor.  People can come in but if you want to go out you need to know the code.  We have to be careful because we are responsible for everyone.  They could get out and walk right out the front door.  We put alarms on some people.” 

“Oh” I said with some trepidation. 

“If you want to go somewhere off the floor Annie let us know and we’ll have someone go with you.”  “I have to get back to work but I’ll be seeing you later.” 

“Okay, dear.”


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