Doing Well

Steve and I stopped by to visit Grandma on the way to dinner. She was in the dining room. The dining room is always mostly empty, with few extra chairs. With two of us visiting, I had to scrounge chairs from quite a distance. I asked the aid if Sunshine Terrace was filled, indicating the dining room was always so empty. She said the various wings have their own dining rooms. She said that they only had one empty room in their wing, but that the reason the dining room is so vacant is because the majority of people in Wing 2 choose to eat in their rooms. It sure makes for boring company. When we ate at Pioneer Valley, every table was alive with discussions. People were laughing. Stories were being shared. It was a happy time. At Sunshine Terrace, there is none of that in the Wing 2 dining room. She eats with the same three other people for every meal, but I don't sense any camaraderie at all. They don't even acknowledge each others' presence at the table. They are there to eat, period.

We had heard she had been sick with a urinary tract infection, but she seemed much better. Bob came as we were visiting, so it was fun to see him.

Grandma said she was still doing physical therapy. She said Debbie, Sally and the kids came by today, as they are on fall break. Aside from talking to visitors, I don't get the impression that Grandma does anything besides eat, watch TV, and go to therapy.