This is Faye. You met here on Saturday, during the Theme Day excitement. Faye lives with dementia. Mostly, when I am there, Faye sits in a comfortable chair looking after her baby. But on Friday, during the soft exercise period, she paid attention. She caught and threw the ball. She had a conversation with me, insisting that I sit down instead of her, because I walk with a stick. This is a facility where the psycho-social is more important than the merely medical.
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Monday, 3 September 2012
Hearing the silent scream
This is Faye. You met here on Saturday, during the Theme Day excitement. Faye lives with dementia. Mostly, when I am there, Faye sits in a comfortable chair looking after her baby. But on Friday, during the soft exercise period, she paid attention. She caught and threw the ball. She had a conversation with me, insisting that I sit down instead of her, because I walk with a stick. This is a facility where the psycho-social is more important than the merely medical.
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