Just a phone call
...oing to call the police.” The receptionist called Vonda’s sister and gave the phone to Vonda. Vonda said, “Why are you people treating me like this? Mary, you are my sister. You are supposed to come here and get me. You took all my money, and now you don’t want me. That’s why you put me in this crazy place. I am telling you to come here right now and get me, otherwise I will die!” But her sister hung up on her and called the director of the facility and said, “Don’t let Vonda use the phone to call us. We don’t want to hear her yelling and cursing.” Vonda went to every room and asked if she could make a phone call. Tears started to roll down her face. Her face became red and finally she started to break the windows with her cane. When the caregivers tried to calm her down, she said, “I know it is not nice to do this, but I have to do it. Just give me the phone. If you don’t keep in touch with your family, you can understand my problem, but you all are not even trying to understand me. I want to get out of here, so I am going to break this window and go somewhere.” Vonda was a persistent, needy, and demanding character. If she decides to call someone at midnight, she has to do it right at that time. She doesn’t care about how late it is or if family is asleep or not. However, she also had a nurturing character. The caregivers tried to turn her attention to Oreo, her kitty cat. When she heard Oreo’s name, she said, “Oh, I forgot to give her food. I am sorry, Oreo. I am coming.” She stopped breaking the window and rushed to her room. After she fed the cat, she came back to the front lobby with the same piece of paper. She demanded, “I want to call my son now, not my sister.” One caregiver said “He ...