| Teach us to number our days, oh Lord
by Janie B. Cheaney
Posted 1/16/99, 12:00 am
The first round of Bingo was underway when an unrestful noise began to claw its way into the proceedings. The residents of the nursing home where I volunteer shifted uneasily in their chairs as it crept closer, a thin screech that frayed the nerves. Soon the caller could scarcely be heard over the noises coming from an ancient woman in a wheelchair, who could no longer walk or talk. Screech she could, and did, effectively breaking up the game until one of the attendants wheeled her out of the dining room and down the hall toward sedation.