minuteman32
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So, I help give care to an older gentleman, in his home, with dementia. He will sometimes resist the idea of doing his tasks (a short walk, shower, shave, etc.) when I 1st arrive, but before too long, he is happy to do them with some prompts.
Well, today I show up to give his wife a little respite and she tells me that he has locked himself in the bedroom. As we couldn't locate a key, we decided to just wait him out (and the wife called the son to come back & talk to him). I complete a few of the tasks that were requested & walked back to the bedroom to see if it was still locked (it was). As I step around the corner, into the hall that leads to the front door, I see a man at the door, door in his left hand, Glock in his right, pointed at me. As he says, "show me your hands", I notice that he is wearing a vest with the words "POLICE" across the front. There was also a badge that I recognized as IMPD in the top center. I slowly raise my hands, fingers spread out about shoulder high. He asks who I am, to which I say "caregiver". He tells me to get on the floor, which I slowly did. He then turns & enters the kitchen & scares the pee out of the 80 yo wife. W/ in a couple of minutes a uniformed IMPD officer comes in then another a few minutes after that. As soon as they determined that the elderly gentleman has dementia, they said I could get up. The 1st officer noticed the bulge on one side of me (my multi tool/flashlight/pen holder), comes over & lifts my shirt and says, "What's that, your gun?", to which I reply, "No, it's on the other side." He goes to that side & removes my G19, unloads it & sets it down. As he's doing this, I'm diggin out my LTCH, which he wasn't very interested in @ that moment.
Once it was determined that everything was "ok", he gave me my gun, loaded mag & the round from the chamber. The son had arrived as this was all unfolding, too. I informed the officer that the owner had a gun that was in another room (old one that had been deactivated by a family member). They told the son that he should remove it from the home, which he did.
Evidently, while the older fellow was in the back of the house, he called 911 & told them that 3 armed men had broken into his house & was robbing him!!!
This day, with the little bit of unexpected excitement that presented itself, could have gone so much worse!
I am very impressed by the officers that responded, the professionalism and care that they took with not only this older fellow, but also his wife, son & me. Due to that, I'm not writing this from a hospital room, and I'm not in the morgue!
Now to find out what district they are in & contact their supervisor to give praise where it is due!!
Good job, guys!
Well, today I show up to give his wife a little respite and she tells me that he has locked himself in the bedroom. As we couldn't locate a key, we decided to just wait him out (and the wife called the son to come back & talk to him). I complete a few of the tasks that were requested & walked back to the bedroom to see if it was still locked (it was). As I step around the corner, into the hall that leads to the front door, I see a man at the door, door in his left hand, Glock in his right, pointed at me. As he says, "show me your hands", I notice that he is wearing a vest with the words "POLICE" across the front. There was also a badge that I recognized as IMPD in the top center. I slowly raise my hands, fingers spread out about shoulder high. He asks who I am, to which I say "caregiver". He tells me to get on the floor, which I slowly did. He then turns & enters the kitchen & scares the pee out of the 80 yo wife. W/ in a couple of minutes a uniformed IMPD officer comes in then another a few minutes after that. As soon as they determined that the elderly gentleman has dementia, they said I could get up. The 1st officer noticed the bulge on one side of me (my multi tool/flashlight/pen holder), comes over & lifts my shirt and says, "What's that, your gun?", to which I reply, "No, it's on the other side." He goes to that side & removes my G19, unloads it & sets it down. As he's doing this, I'm diggin out my LTCH, which he wasn't very interested in @ that moment.
Once it was determined that everything was "ok", he gave me my gun, loaded mag & the round from the chamber. The son had arrived as this was all unfolding, too. I informed the officer that the owner had a gun that was in another room (old one that had been deactivated by a family member). They told the son that he should remove it from the home, which he did.
Evidently, while the older fellow was in the back of the house, he called 911 & told them that 3 armed men had broken into his house & was robbing him!!!
This day, with the little bit of unexpected excitement that presented itself, could have gone so much worse!
I am very impressed by the officers that responded, the professionalism and care that they took with not only this older fellow, but also his wife, son & me. Due to that, I'm not writing this from a hospital room, and I'm not in the morgue!
Now to find out what district they are in & contact their supervisor to give praise where it is due!!
Good job, guys!
