Found this a few years ago, mid Vancouver Island. I've always wanted to know what could be inside but I also like how it looks like this. I assume it's three nodules joined together. It's quite heavy.
I work in long term care. New gentleman arrived yesterday so today was his bath day. I go wake him up and get him into the bathroom. While he's in there I strip the bed (even though he just arrived, I still always strip the bed on bath day so I always know when the bed has been stripped) and pick out a nice outfit for him.
I take him down the hall to the bathing room. I do a skin assessment, clip his nails and give him a shave. I get him into the bath where he "aaaahhhhss" in enjoyment. I scrub him head to toe, wash his hair twice and use a nice washcloth to scrub his back. Then I let him just soak for a few minutes, which he leans back and closes his eyes.
When it's time to get out, I rinse him down and lift him half way out of the warm water so he doesn't get too cold, and I put a hot blanket around his back and shoulders before lifting him fully out of the water.
I dry him off, rub lotion all over his legs and massage some all over his back and shoulders, more groaning from him, he loves it. I get his compression stockings on, get him fully dressed and dry his hair with a hair dryer.
He was so happy and relaxed and he said "not a bad way to start the day!". I take him back to his room where his breakfast is waiting and get him all settled, including spreading out the newspaper so he can look at it while he has his eggs and toast.
He was happy, I was happy, good experience for both of us.
Then his daughter arrived.
"Why isn't my dad's bed made?"
"Because he's just had a bath and we strip the beds on bath day"
"My dad doens't like baths. You should only shower him"
"He loved the bath he just had"
"Why is he wearing an undershirt?"
"Because it's cold and I wanted him to be warm"
"Well I'll just change him then"
"If you wish"
Not a single word of appreciation, just complaints.
This job sucks your soul.
