Palms and the Garden

I can't believe we are already on day six! Like usual we woke up to the beautiful sun and an amazing breakfast. After a few fun filled card games we all filled our water bottles and piled into the bus for our second visit to the Palms geriatric unit. Unfortunately our visit didn't go as planned. We pulled into the compound and were told to leave quite quickly. We were told that we had to obey by visiting hours, which we have never had to do before. The frustration level with the institution was clearly rising. Sadly many of the nurses feel as though we are there to assess them and the level of care they give the residents, when are really there to provide company and conversation. 

While we waited for the appropriate visiting time, we ventured to the Promenade Gardens. It was beautiful site with such vibrant colors. Anthony kindly showed us around and told us all about the history of the garden as well as the background on some of the amazing trees. We quickly discovered that Reon is a monkey as he swiftly climbed any and everything. It was certainly entertaining! Then we found a massive tree that we could all easily fit into and a few brave souls climbed high into the tree. After about an hour of exploring the garden we headed back to the Palms. We brought donations this time including soup, shampoo and conditioner, and some clothes. We all split up and handed out the supplies. This was nice because we got to interact with many different residents who welcomed the donations, so thank you to all who donated to the trip!

I find the Palms bring out a mix of emotions. It's hard to see the conditions and see the loneliness these residents face. Many of them do not get visitors even if they have family near by. And it is hard for me not to pass judgement on some of the nurses who seem to have very little interest in the residents. I try to remind myself of their life too and the struggles they may have to overcome, but it is still challenging. However, there are the good moments as well. When I hear a women happily singing to Karen, or another women smiling as she tells us about her son, or when I talk to most of the women and realize they are extremely giving despite the fact they don't have much, those moments help me get through the more difficult ones. 

This afternoon we are headed to a public orphanage, which will be a different experience then the private orphanages we have already visited. I'm excited to meet new kids and see what they have in store for us! But for now after a tiring morning it's nap time. 

Love,

Casey