By Kay Heitsch
It was nice being able to walk around this beautiful memory care facility.
The
memory care had what was called a town square. In the town square, there was a beauty shop, a nurse's office, a snack shop, and other offices. Everything was pleasantly decorated.
They also had activities in the town square where people came in to sing and provide other forms of entertainment for the residents. I'd wheel "L" down, and usually a snack was provided after the entertainment. However, "L" was more interested in the snack than the entertainment.
Rehab continued, and I helped "L" walk with her walker. She didn't really like it, but it was necessary if she was going to be able to continue to walk.
"L's" daughter brought up several old-time classic movie videos. When I was tired of walking, we would go back to her room. I'd put an old movie in her video recorder. I had never seen any of these, so I enjoyed watching them too.
When we first came to the memory care facility, they had a black cleaning lady. When she was on her break, she liked to go into "L's" room and chat with me while "L" read the closed caption out loud at the bottom of the screen, watching the movie.
One day, this cleaning lady came in and announced, "I have finally figured you out!" I was wondering what she had figured out about me. Then she told me. "I believe you are really a black woman trapped in a white woman's body!"
Now, this was a first! I took her comment as a compliment. I could tell this lady felt comfortable around me, and she didn't know why. I enjoyed her company, too.
"L" never watched the movies too long. I'd pause them, and when I needed a break from walking, we would come back, and she would pick up from where she left off.
I never knew what to expect each day at the memory care center. There were very few boring days. I kept wondering when "L's" family and the memory care center felt that "L" had adjusted.
The trial had not started yet.
Remember how I led you on this long journey. Deuteronomy 8:2
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