A Day Full of Surprises!

Yesterday’s visit with Bill was both pleasant and full of surprises. Since I’ve stopped taking him out of the complex due to his mobility challenges, I’ve had to get creative with how we spend our time “out and about.”
 
On my way to the care home, I picked up some snack pack lunches with crackers, cheese, meat, and salads, as well as cookies for dessert. I also picked up a big gift box of cookies for the staff – always a good thing to do. They love it, so I try to take them some kind of goodies once a month. 
 
When I arrived, Bill was snoring away, waiting for his exercise class to start. The residents had gotten flu shots the day before, and everyone seemed a bit drowsy.
 
It was also haircut day. We have a new female barber who does a great job with the residents. She agreed to let me photograph her in progress! He was so proud of his haircut!

Best Barber Ever! 

For lunch, we headed outside to the beautiful, enclosed patio attached to the memory care unit. It’s a safe space with locked gates, so no one can wander off. The weather was perfect, and Bill seemed to really enjoy being outdoors. 
 
After lunch, I took him for a walk to the other side of the complex where the independent living and assisted living residents live. They have it all decorated for Halloween, including several new resident skeletons! 

Later, we bumped into Bill’s psychiatrist – a delightful man who took the time to stop for a nice chat. He told me that Bill is “teaching him how to fly a Cessna” during their sessions. I mentioned how strange it is that Bill cannot remember anything from the last 30 years, but still knows how to fly. The doctor shared a story about another of his patients who consistently remembers two things: his wife and how to play the piano. He can’t read music anymore, but he’s still fabulous on the keys. Alzheimer’s is a very strange disease! 
 
We finally ended up back in his unit in time to get dessert. Although he’d already eaten lunch with me, he couldn’t resist sitting down for the sweet potato pie that was being served. While waiting for the pie to be served, we chatted with the other resident at our table who announced that he was a Texas Ranger. That’s when things got interesting. Bill replied back that he was a pilot. The Ranger quipped back, “Oh, I probably shot you down.” I wasn’t sure if that was a joke or not?!
 
Bill then went on to explain how he was a demolition expert. He followed that with a story about building a bomb and using the bomb he built to detonate another bomb. I have no idea where this came from. TV? Conversations with other residents? Or is it the truth? Don’t they have to go to a special school to do bomb demolition? Why had I not heard about this before? When I asked, Bill said, “It’s secret stuff.” 

Whether it’s true or a figment of his new imagination, Bill seemed to have a good day. He enjoyed the food, the conversation, and my visit. I left feeling happy because he was happy. What could be better than that?