What If I Visit and They Don’t Know Who I Am?
Care partners regularly ask me about one of their deepest fears. The fear usually goes like this: at some point, you’ll walk in to visit your
Care partners regularly ask me about one of their deepest fears. The fear usually goes like this: at some point, you’ll walk in to visit your
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If I can, I always opt to ditch my name tag in a dementia care environment. I let my friends with dementia decide what my
It had been six months since I’d seen Dot, my favorite resident. Dot was what I like to call “pleasantly confused.” She was in her mid-90s,
Alicia danced down the hallway, both hands steadily on her walker. She moved her hips from side to side, singing a little song, and smiled
Elsie had been acting strangely for a couple days now. It was our morning meeting, and the team had assembled in the dining room to
Picture from Klavon’s in Pittsburgh, PA (2017) I was busy setting up an old fashioned “ice cream parlor” look where the Nurses’ Station was at the
A memory of mine from two years ago: I had taken a few of my residents out to lunch when I noticed a woman across
Oh, please don’t ask him that, I thought to myself. The old man stood in the doorway, smiling, confused; an uncertain grin, looking at his
“Get away from him! That’s my husband and he wants to come with me!” Gladys yelled. Gladys stood, holding Margaret’s walker, pointing at her female