Green Smiley Monday

Just a quick note.
It has been a busy couple of weeks.  I am enjoying doing the Resident Satisfaction Surveys at some of the Long Term Care facilities where I used to work.  I have met a lot of my former employees and colleagues. And the residents are fun to chat with.  Since some have significant memory loss, it can be challenging.  We try to engage all the residents but some are just unable to respond.  Consequently, when I ask how the food is, the response may be "Of course, I cook it!".  I love working with people who have dementia.  It is what I did for many years.
My friend who is in the hospital should be on her way home.  She is coming home in style.  She has a nurse companion, has a business class seat and will be driven home by limo - a 100 mile drive. 
My neighbour is helping me with the survey but is going to be off on Wed, Thur and Friday as the funeral is on Friday.  Of course, I will take Friday off to attend.
So it is a fairly green, smiley Monday, except for the weather.  It is decidedly NOT green.  We had a blizzard on Saturday and yesterday and today are frigid.  Oh well - it is Canada and it is almost winter!!
Wishing all a great week!
Lisa:  I miss you and love you.

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Abotsd
Abotsd

please tell me why you like working with folk with dementia? I can\'t imagine the reasons? Are they the most creative? honest? sincere? clue me in dear pal. Love, Abby
ter1
ter1

I don\'t know how older folks can take the cold in Canada. When the temperature around here dips below 60 my bones ache. Luckily our winters are short and mild. We have yet to have a fire in the fireplace this season. I need to quit bragging the evil eye will get me.

My grandmother lived with my mother until she died and though she wasn\'t totally out of it she did call my mother Mommy all the time. I don\'t know if it was because we always called Mom Mommy or if she was confused of who my Mom was. I know she would forget that she ate sometimes and would ask again where her meal was. You know I sometimes do that now come to think of it. Oh My!

Hugs,
Terry
Reunion
Reunion

It takes a special person to work with dementia patientsone with lots of compassion, kindnessand patience! I wonder... how many \"off\" responses could be due to their loss of hearingI know from personal experience that giving a response, even in error, is sometimes easier/preferable, than the embarrassment of continually asking \"What?\" again and againGlad your friend came home in stylethat\'s my kind of gal! Love, Donna
Livingjuicy
Livingjuicy

Marlene, this is your gift (well one of them that you give) to the world. Not everyone can BE with others in these fragile time and it\'s what you love and I\'m sure each of them feels your passion.

Now, as for the cold do bundle up as I know you do in style! Lots of color for YOU and warmth.

Keep on keeping on dear one and hoping you feel Lisa beside you on all of these ventures. I feel that she has a lot to say to her mum and IS. :)

Love and (((hugs)))
XO Joanie
biowoman
biowoman

I love that you LOVE working with patients with dementia...it warms my heart. I have taught many students that go on to be nurses and I am always touched by how each is drawn to a specific group of folks...love to you!
RememberKala
RememberKala

Those angels working with dementia patients have a very special place in my heart....my dear momma suffered with the disease. So sad...but yes, can be so funny sometimes at the things you\'ll hear!! Bless them all!

Love energy and prayers being sent today and especially on Friday.

Stay warm!
BinkyH
BinkyH

Oh my goodness! It was 70 degrees here one day last week (very odd) but now cold again but still not frigid. I hope for a mild winter as I HATE going out at 6:30 am and snow on car and window on car broke and I lost my coat and car won\'t heat up before I get to work. Damn I hate it all about winter! I took care of my great uncle right up until the day he died and he was only in dementia the days before he died. He told me to \"go home and get the guns, we are breaking outta here\". He told me that his son, Chris, had come to see him (neither of his son\'s saw him the entire year before his death). The nurse asked me who \"Mike\" was and I told her he was his son. She said he had been calling his name out in his sleep. I feel like I am privileged to have spent his last year with him. Love you.
Peace.
babiboismom
babiboismom

What a blessing you are Marlene to those who may not even be able to thank you for your kindness. What a rare priceless gem you are sweet friend!

XOXO. Vicki
jmk1973
jmk1973

You truly have a \"calling\", to enjoy working with damentia patients. My late MIL had alzheimers and said and did some outragious things. She didn\'t recognise me in the end and told me that her son (my husband ) was married. Then pointed at a picture of me and said \"that is Sam\'s wife\". \"You need to go home !! At least she was trying to protect me, from floozies, lol !!
I have a million stories, but they change so much in personalities that it is scarey. It takes a special person to work with them and you my friend are a special person !!

(((HUGS)))...Julia