Continuation of Helping Those With Learning Disabilities

So, to continue the account of what I do for a living, I’ll concentrate on another one of the gentlemen I help to care for.

I will affectionately refer to this gentleman as Mr Manic, because his personality is constantly erratic, sprinkled with frequent episodes of comically deranged activities (And I say that with respect and acceptance)

For instance, Mr Manic indulges in a disgusting but equally comical activity of stuffing the toilet with any and every item he can get his hands on and celebrating his ‘Victory ‘ by defecating on said items. It’s important to say at this point, that it is virtually impossible to keep an eye on him for the full 9, sometimes 15 hour shift. So, on a few occasions throughout the day, he pounces on every opportunity to indulge! Often, when staff are busy with something else, which is often, we walk past the toilet to discover cups, plates, clothes, forks and spoons spilling out over the edge of the porcelain, often decorated with freshly laid nuggets!!

Of course, this is a very challenging behaviour to deal with, but he has recently taken his manic activity to completely different level! A few months ago, when we passed the living room door, we were surprised, but not shocked to discover the resident mentioned in the previous post laying practically naked on the settee! With a straight face we asked him were his clothes were, to which he replied with a silent and vacant, confused but happy stare. We helped him to re-dress then searched for his ‘Missing in action ‘ clothes. We discovered them stuffed down the toilet, covered in familiar decoration!!! The culprit, was sitting on a chair, relaxing and humming to himself, obviously taking a breather from his exhausting activity!!!

Because of Mr Manic’s habitual activities, the house is almost bare of ornaments and pictures, especially his bedroom, which has been a victim of the full force of his compulsion to destroy anything and everything that isn’t screwed down or indestructible.

Despite his manic personality, he seems to enjoy a cuddle. I know I’m the only member of staff to use this technique but it works for me and for him, so I use it frequently. When he’s jumping around like a rabbit around the house, I’ll move closer to him and give him a big but gentle cuddle. More often than not, he reacts by placing his head on my chest and grins a big toothless grin, sometimes accompanied with a little boy giggle. It calms him down for 5 minutes or so and then it’s back to classic Mr Manic activities.

I could go on and on about him, but I’ll leave it there.

In the next post, I’ll concentrate on another resident of the house.

Until then 😊

25 thoughts on “Continuation of Helping Those With Learning Disabilities

  1. I certainly agree you have to have a sense of humour for the job, to get through it.
    In my early years of working, I did a couple of years working in a care home. It was just the usual type of nursing home for the elderly. But there would be a few that challenged you, or kept you busy. Not to extentvas you, but neverless while maintaining their dignity, you had to have a bit of a sense of humour because of what you msy face at times.
    I couldn’t do it now. No matter how rewarding underneath. But I think I have come to this because of my own personal difficulties I have.

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  2. Hi John, I used to work at a place for people with Down syndrome. They were wonderful, innocent people, yet with power structures and relationships no less lively and complex than in the world ‘outside’. I treated them as I should have – i.e. as my equal, not as ‘children’ which is what most of the women in the workshop called them, and they repaid me with trust (some took quite a while) and beautiful gifts (a knitted shawl, an embroidered table cloth and napkins and numerous letters). My favourite was Anne, a severely retarded girl who was often picked on by the others. I called her Princess Anne. She was a beautiful person.

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      1. My daughter’s a senior nurse at Great Ormond Street hospital and I don’t know how she does that either. I’m just grateful that people like you and her exist 🙂

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  3. I used to work in the Alzheimer’s ward of a nursing home, and I have some stories similar to yours: a mix of charming and profane, comic and tragic. I love your stories, and they make make me want to tell some of mine.

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  4. You do something awesome every working day mate. The nugget stories are hilarious and deeply sad in equal parts. I love it that you cuddle the guy. Cause that’s what he will crave. Without you, and your workmates, the foot of the world caves in. You are admired more often than you know.

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    1. Thanks Kev, I appreciate your opinion buddy 😊 and yea, he seems to like a big bear hug sometimes, one of my colleagues mentioned that it was to personal to give him a cuddle but close contact makes him visibly happy so I’ll continue giving him a cuddle now and again

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