Therapeutic Exercise

Tuesday, January 17, 2017
When I arrived shortly after 12:00 p.m., Mom, Donna, Jacquie and Edward were having soup.  I brought mom assorted sushi.  After her meal was served, which was french fries and chicken strips, I asked her if she wanted what I had.  I switched with her and she didn't protest although she seemed kind of confused.  I poured some soya sauce and added some wasabi.  Then I took a sushi out of the container and gave her a set of chopsticks.  Mom dipped the sushi in soya sauce and ate it.  I asked her if it was good, but she said no.  She continued to eat the sushi.  Later when I asked her if it was good, she said yes.  She had canned apricots for dessert.  I asked her if I could eat one.  It was not very sweet.  She didn't think they tasted very good, but she ate them all.
It was Donna's birthday.  At first she told me that it was December 26th, but then she said it was January 12th.
We went back to the room together.  I checked mom and Donna's plants.  It seemed like someone had watered them already.  I hope they don't get too wet.  Donna's plant looks better than mom's.  Mom had a lot of laundry which makes sense because today was bath day.
They had fixed the paper towel dispenser in mom's room.  The guy said they would change the location to the other side of the sink because now that it wasn't automatic, a handle had to be cranked and it wasn't easily visible on the side it was mounted.
The therapeutic exercise woman came to get mom and Donna.  We went to A wing.  There is a railing against the wall.  Chairs were set up for mom and Donna and the other 3 people were in wheelchairs.  They did some exercises using the railing and took a rest in the chair between exercise.  While the residents were resting, the facilitator would ask riddles.  Mom couldn't participate, but Donna and Ankhisa did.  For example, they were asked where a fish kept his money.  Donna said, "in the tank."  I thought that was a good response.  It was actually "river bank."
After exercise class, I decided to take them to the crafty corner.  I asked Barbara if she wanted to go and she asked, "Hell, no!"
Mom didn't want to participate, but Donna was willing.  I was surprised that Michael was quite good at art.  Shanta was there too.