Saturday, December 13, 2014

Walk Slow. Talk Slow.

Walk slow, talk slow. Marz came up with that slogan for me at work. I've slowed down a little, but sometimes I get into such a spin, even the residents tell me to slow down.

"Have you stopped for lunch yet?" one asked me. "You need a break too."


Another said, "Stop! Take a deep breath!"

I need to accept that I can't spend time with everyone, every day. But in the next few days, I do want to at least offer everyone the chance to send a Christmas card to a friend of family member.
 My original ambitious plan had been for everyone to make a Christmas card. About a dozen people did, in fact, but I'd have to do one-on-ones with the others (because they don't like group activities, or because they need more guidance) to get them done, and I just don't have the time.

Yesterday, instead, I bought 70 cards at the Thrift Store (10 cents each!), and I will offer people a choice of two or three designs.
I will do this in a relaxed manner. Yes, I will.

Then, if I have time, I'll go outside with a couple people who love to walk. It's warm: 40 degrees!
I read that if people with dementia get 20 minutes of direct daylight, that reduces symptoms of agitation and sleeplessness.
(I'd say, for people without dementia too.)

Not only do I not have time to go on walks on worktime, in MN often it's way too icy and cold. So I want to take advantage of the warm weather. 

Slowly.

I shall imagine myself the lovechild of a slow loris + Mr John Wayne:
 P.S. Lady Gaga reportedly bitten by a slow loris on set of new video