During summer and winter breaks from Olivet I worked as a nurse's aide at a nursing home. My mom was a nurse there. It was really hard work, but it was interesting, too, getting to talk to the people. During my first week working there a man on my list of patients to take care of that day died. I was told to wash the body and get it ready to be picked up. I must have looked as terrified as I felt because one of the other aides said she would do it for me.