She had driven all kin and heirs away; She was so wealthy, she would gloat, “I could pay someone to wipe my backside everyday for the rest of my life if I so desired.” She was right.
But when the time came- when she was forced, in her elderly age, to be assisted to the restroom, to be lifted off of the commode by a nurse instead of a niece, she felt betrayed by the money that rendered such elusive pride. She hated the villain she had become. She resented the savior that money failed to be.
helped assisted i helped someone that needed it they were hurt
i was hurt and they helped they wouldnt assist me but i needed it
Amanda
Assisted living. Assisted suicide. “Everyone has the right to die.” I guess, if you think about it, assisted living and assisted suicide amount to the same thing: just a way to get out of the way.
Assisted in a kill. My spotter, my best friend. he always got me out of trouble, even in Afghanistan in the heat of a firefight he got me out. Twenty soldiers i killed. I don t know who they were, what they had done, if they had a family.. All i know is i have done my duty. as a soldier i completed my mission and potentially saved lives of innocents. But i couldn’t save you my friend.
jeffrey
I assisted him and soon, I fell in love with him. I owed him money but I couldn’t pay him back so we both agreed that I would drive him around as a chauffeur and pay it off like that. I told myself I was only doing it to pay him back, but soon I was going so that I could see him every day. And to me it seemed that was the reason he kept me around in the first place.
Rukia
Assisted living sounds like a terrible predicament to be in. I’m not sure why, but the idea of not being able to support yourself sounds a bit frightening to me. I hope few people have to go through it.
I was assisted by him. And he was sucha a help. Oh, beautiful time that was. I was just a boy. And hi…he was all man. Fear was my master in those days. I was afraid of everything. I wa safraid of him too. Afraid of things that he could or couldn’t do.
Milan Zivanovic
She had assisted him in several different projects already, yet still he seemed unsatisfied. “Alessandra,” he would murmur into the painting-filled room, “Cheeky little Alessandra. You do not know yourself.” She would scowl and stalk off, whispering that it was he who did not know her.
She assisted him down the stairs. Just a simple hand on his forearm. But he could feel the condescending glare of her eyes. Or at least, he thought he did. Geoff would never know Jane’s kind nature, and perhaps he liked it that way.
Mikaela
assist. help. its our job as christians to assist other in life to help them overcome their situations. we can assist other through a lot of different things. like helping old people move boxes, or babysit. or just show people love. everyone needs love.
Rachel
spilling on to the street at three thirty, still quite a few cars about, packed dirty snow on the sidewalk outside Piggen’s pub, our beloved ‘Pig Pen’, their big beige saloon pulls up and they hold a back door open, but all of a sudden, I’m not going, not with the strangers out to the mystery suburban location, suddenly I’m going home, quite decided somehow in my tequila soaked brain, how amusing when I threw the dart at the barkeep, missed him and now I’m going home, missiles and misses guided by unseen forces, found out later who these men were, pretty scary, thank God they only thought I was alone
Our new librarian is a tiny person. I like her, but she isn’t fit for the job. She doesn’t seem like someone who can stack piles of books properly in their shelves without some assistance. I’m afraid she’ll fall down.
Priya
what is this life if we must always be assisted? You see in so many movies the hero who cries out, “Tell me what to do!” Well, you can’t be told what to do if you haven’t learned that already. No one can assist you with your life’s greatest questions. Find the answers yourself and they will mean so much more to you.
Kylia
I love assiting the elderly at the local nursing home.
i really like helping the ones bedridden or in wheel chairs.
Mildred
you say goodmorning like something stolen; pass it to me like a note under the table, so quiet
This morning I assisted my boss. When I arrived at work he had a million and one things he wanted to accomplish today, so I kindly agreed to help. It’s a funny sort of word, isn’t it? “Assisted.” For some reason it sounds strange to speak aloud.
Travis
It means helping someone do what they are. working upon. It could be support provided of any kind as aide to the actual doer of the task
Ruchika Airon
Squall tightens the grip he has on his gunblade, scowling and angry. He hates it, he hates feeling helpless and weak and unable to do a thing. He doesn’t like being assisted by others as well, he hates feeling pitied. He hates, hates, hates it.
To help out and make somene else feel better if they need help and being there for someone as well as giving someone a hand. j
Tacbug
I helped her jump over the fence, as she was running away from the rabid dogs that were nipping at her heels.
JULI MILLER
helped
someone who gives something to someone
lent a hand
given proper needs
the act of helping someone or something and giving them what they need to fulfill their needs
brandon yeshoua
assisted living
getting old
needing help
needing assistance
not getting what you need
leaving it all behind
“ill assist myself thanks very much! ” she said with a bottle of jameson in her hand. she then proceeded to walk in a rush to the car, swaying her backside with pride along the way.
sandra
The small child miraculously helped the fireman in rescuing the kittens from the burning building. Unfortunately, the child got caught in the blaze.
Sam
so i have 60 secondes to write. i like this idea. but when the cops assited me to the cop shop today i was petrified at the idea. i dont likie guns. i dont like men. so both in the morning was not a great way to start the day.
sandra
As I grow old I have only one fear, and that is that I will end up in an assisted living facility. I want to be able to live and die in my own home.
Mary Lou Wynegar
I didn’t need help for heaven’s sakes! I only needed to have someone listen to my story. And furthermore I didn’t want anyone to think I couldn’t live an active life w/o being assisted!! No, this new life at a nursing home was certainly doing a job on my psyche! I wasn’t old! Who ever said I was? Assisted!! hmmmmpff! I’ll show them “assisted”… just let me up out of this chair and… now where is that stupid nurses aid button anyway? I guess I could find it if I could reach my glasses…
linda carlson
“Assisted Living”. Thats a little joke we have around her. Its not really assisted or living. Sometimes I have to bribe my children to come visit me.
this time ill help you out
shelter you from the wind,
time our breaths so that you can breathe again
tangle our fingers to pull you along
into the sun
back into the light, but perhaps
this will be the last
next time you’ll have to go
unassisted
bluish
The cold impersonal life of an assisted living retire. Honestly sometimes I have to bribe my children to visit me.
Victor
Assistance is the key which defines human history. Human learned to live and evolve due to assistance from fellow being. Assistance is the concept which shaped our current world. And it will be shaping the future too.
Satish
Assisted living is the order of the day. Retirement has almost come to mean assisted living. A sad state of affairs indeed.
Dernhelm
I run a mentoring programs for inner-city youth in a city known for it’s violence and crime. The kids and I have had quite a few very competitive soccer games, and I usually manage to keep up with the goals. My students and I are frequent users of the soccer term “score, and Julie with the assist”
I honestly have no idea what to write about this one. Sorry.
She had driven all kin and heirs away; She was so wealthy, she would gloat, “I could pay someone to wipe my backside everyday for the rest of my life if I so desired.” She was right.
But when the time came- when she was forced, in her elderly age, to be assisted to the restroom, to be lifted off of the commode by a nurse instead of a niece, she felt betrayed by the money that rendered such elusive pride. She hated the villain she had become. She resented the savior that money failed to be.
helped assisted i helped someone that needed it they were hurt
i was hurt and they helped they wouldnt assist me but i needed it
Assisted living. Assisted suicide. “Everyone has the right to die.” I guess, if you think about it, assisted living and assisted suicide amount to the same thing: just a way to get out of the way.
i have been assisted into a world that in unknown. i will remain in this unknown world. not floating in this world but going forward with purpose.
Assisted in a kill. My spotter, my best friend. he always got me out of trouble, even in Afghanistan in the heat of a firefight he got me out. Twenty soldiers i killed. I don t know who they were, what they had done, if they had a family.. All i know is i have done my duty. as a soldier i completed my mission and potentially saved lives of innocents. But i couldn’t save you my friend.
I assisted him and soon, I fell in love with him. I owed him money but I couldn’t pay him back so we both agreed that I would drive him around as a chauffeur and pay it off like that. I told myself I was only doing it to pay him back, but soon I was going so that I could see him every day. And to me it seemed that was the reason he kept me around in the first place.
Assisted living sounds like a terrible predicament to be in. I’m not sure why, but the idea of not being able to support yourself sounds a bit frightening to me. I hope few people have to go through it.
I was assisted by him. And he was sucha a help. Oh, beautiful time that was. I was just a boy. And hi…he was all man. Fear was my master in those days. I was afraid of everything. I wa safraid of him too. Afraid of things that he could or couldn’t do.
She had assisted him in several different projects already, yet still he seemed unsatisfied. “Alessandra,” he would murmur into the painting-filled room, “Cheeky little Alessandra. You do not know yourself.” She would scowl and stalk off, whispering that it was he who did not know her.
She assisted him down the stairs. Just a simple hand on his forearm. But he could feel the condescending glare of her eyes. Or at least, he thought he did. Geoff would never know Jane’s kind nature, and perhaps he liked it that way.
assist. help. its our job as christians to assist other in life to help them overcome their situations. we can assist other through a lot of different things. like helping old people move boxes, or babysit. or just show people love. everyone needs love.
spilling on to the street at three thirty, still quite a few cars about, packed dirty snow on the sidewalk outside Piggen’s pub, our beloved ‘Pig Pen’, their big beige saloon pulls up and they hold a back door open, but all of a sudden, I’m not going, not with the strangers out to the mystery suburban location, suddenly I’m going home, quite decided somehow in my tequila soaked brain, how amusing when I threw the dart at the barkeep, missed him and now I’m going home, missiles and misses guided by unseen forces, found out later who these men were, pretty scary, thank God they only thought I was alone
Our new librarian is a tiny person. I like her, but she isn’t fit for the job. She doesn’t seem like someone who can stack piles of books properly in their shelves without some assistance. I’m afraid she’ll fall down.
what is this life if we must always be assisted? You see in so many movies the hero who cries out, “Tell me what to do!” Well, you can’t be told what to do if you haven’t learned that already. No one can assist you with your life’s greatest questions. Find the answers yourself and they will mean so much more to you.
I love assiting the elderly at the local nursing home.
i really like helping the ones bedridden or in wheel chairs.
you say goodmorning like something stolen; pass it to me like a note under the table, so quiet
He limped, and began to fall. I reached out a hand and steadied him. He clung to it, as if It was his life, which was too fragile as it was.
This morning I assisted my boss. When I arrived at work he had a million and one things he wanted to accomplish today, so I kindly agreed to help. It’s a funny sort of word, isn’t it? “Assisted.” For some reason it sounds strange to speak aloud.
It means helping someone do what they are. working upon. It could be support provided of any kind as aide to the actual doer of the task
Squall tightens the grip he has on his gunblade, scowling and angry. He hates it, he hates feeling helpless and weak and unable to do a thing. He doesn’t like being assisted by others as well, he hates feeling pitied. He hates, hates, hates it.
Assisted living.
Isn’t really living.
Let me die.
To help out and make somene else feel better if they need help and being there for someone as well as giving someone a hand. j
I helped her jump over the fence, as she was running away from the rabid dogs that were nipping at her heels.
helped
someone who gives something to someone
lent a hand
given proper needs
the act of helping someone or something and giving them what they need to fulfill their needs
assisted living
getting old
needing help
needing assistance
not getting what you need
leaving it all behind
“ill assist myself thanks very much! ” she said with a bottle of jameson in her hand. she then proceeded to walk in a rush to the car, swaying her backside with pride along the way.
The small child miraculously helped the fireman in rescuing the kittens from the burning building. Unfortunately, the child got caught in the blaze.
so i have 60 secondes to write. i like this idea. but when the cops assited me to the cop shop today i was petrified at the idea. i dont likie guns. i dont like men. so both in the morning was not a great way to start the day.
As I grow old I have only one fear, and that is that I will end up in an assisted living facility. I want to be able to live and die in my own home.
I didn’t need help for heaven’s sakes! I only needed to have someone listen to my story. And furthermore I didn’t want anyone to think I couldn’t live an active life w/o being assisted!! No, this new life at a nursing home was certainly doing a job on my psyche! I wasn’t old! Who ever said I was? Assisted!! hmmmmpff! I’ll show them “assisted”… just let me up out of this chair and… now where is that stupid nurses aid button anyway? I guess I could find it if I could reach my glasses…
“Assisted Living”. Thats a little joke we have around her. Its not really assisted or living. Sometimes I have to bribe my children to come visit me.
this time ill help you out
shelter you from the wind,
time our breaths so that you can breathe again
tangle our fingers to pull you along
into the sun
back into the light, but perhaps
this will be the last
next time you’ll have to go
unassisted
The cold impersonal life of an assisted living retire. Honestly sometimes I have to bribe my children to visit me.
Assistance is the key which defines human history. Human learned to live and evolve due to assistance from fellow being. Assistance is the concept which shaped our current world. And it will be shaping the future too.
Assisted living is the order of the day. Retirement has almost come to mean assisted living. A sad state of affairs indeed.
I run a mentoring programs for inner-city youth in a city known for it’s violence and crime. The kids and I have had quite a few very competitive soccer games, and I usually manage to keep up with the goals. My students and I are frequent users of the soccer term “score, and Julie with the assist”