Breakfast

I stopped by to visit Grandma on the way to work. It was 7:30. She said she had slept better than she had been - but her neck was bothering her. I told her I would bring her in one of the special neck pillows I use. Maybe that will help.

She was already dressed and at the nursing station to have her meds. I took her to breakfast. We visited about what Steve was doing today and she was alert and talkative. I asked her if she was going to activities (like piano performances). She said she has not - because she is sleeping most of the time. I would rather see her on a schedule where she doesn't get up until 10 and is awake more in the afternoon and evening. A 6:30 wake-up doesn't seem the best for her. It also makes it tough for us to visit in the evening as she goes to bed so early.

I asked her if she enjoyed her breakfast (cut up french toast, bacon, and scrambled eggs). She said it was cold, so we sent it back to be warmed up. She wanted her eggs salted, but the salt shaker was not only dirty but the holes were plugged. We sent it back to be cleaned. She realized she needed to be more vocal about what she wanted.