Friday, May 05, 2006


Took on another home care client on Thursday: a 52-year-old alcoholic who bathes once a week, whether or not he needs it. Vomit, alcohol and stale urine filled his dark, hot-with-windows-closed apartment.

From there on to take care of A Man, who is clean, but of course smells like a 94-year-old man smells when he's farting around.

From there on to the homeless shelter. Sweat and alcoholic breath.

By 9 PM, I thought I would keel over if I smelled one more breath of alcohol or room of stale urine.

The life of a hypnotherapist! I think I need a session to change my olfactory perception.

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