Bingo in 5th grade, Bingo in 50th grade…

It doesn't matter if you are in high school or in an assisted living facility, people can still be catty! LOL!

I was volunteering at Bingo tonight and while we were playing, one of the more notorious women there came slowly walking by. She didn't look very good and a lot of people apparently think she is bipolar. I heard several women whisper to each other, “what's wrong with HER”, in the same voice you hear high-schoolers use. I personally love this particular woman for the very reason that she IS (cough) rather different, but it amused me to hear the cattiness of women in their 80s and 90s…

It was a lot of fun being a Bingo volunteer  – everyone is (usually) so kind and grateful for the littlest things. A lot of the higher-level residents would make sure the lower-level residents were keeping up with the numbers. They also had homemade GIANT bingo boards for people with low vision, which seems clever/neat.

Time to go to bed. I better be productive tomorrow or I'll pay for it!!! And I'm back to having a bunch of e-mails to deal with, including a few things I accidentally dropped the ball on. What does that expression mean, anyway? Hmm. My goals for tomorrow include doing at least 3 hours on well elderly, working out, doing dishes (AUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH), dealing with e-mails, making phone calls, and maybe working on other projects, including reading up on Alzheimer's in preparation for my fieldwork starting Monday…when I called the activities director (my supervisor), he seemed to have no clue what OT students are, because he mentioned us wearing volunteer smocks and giving us a run-down of Alzheimer's when we start. I wanted to be like nuh-uh, how about I GIVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! a lecture on Alzheimer's!!!!!!!! Neurofibrillary tangles, yo!!! Retrogenesis, validation theory, plaques, blah blah blah…lol. Just kidding. But I want to brush up on my knowledge big time so that he gets a good impression. I'm actually somewhat nervous because book learning doesn't mean I'm ready to handle it in real life…guess we'll find out. Anyway. I'm rambling. I'm gonna go read in bed, in the middle of a book about pediatric heart surgeons by Michael Ruhlmann who also wrote several awesome books on chefs! He is a Tracy Kidder! I hope I'm an author like them too one day, except in the OT arena, and as a female. ahahahaha

Mar 21, 2008 | Category: Occupational Therapy | Comments: none

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