When my mom moved into the assisted living facility, we became aware of Roland. He sits at the same corner table at dinner with his daughter. He is mostly deaf and mostly blind. He doesn't talk much to anyone but his daughter, and that's to convey his likes or dislikes about the food on his plate. He is wheeled into the dining room in his wheelchair and helped on to the upholstered booth bench. After he has eaten, he's wheeled out. That's how it looked to us the first two years my mom was there.
We always talk to his daughter
when we are visiting. She is incredibly kind to my mother, calls her
everyday to say when she and Roland are rolling into the restaurant. My
mom started eating with them most nights this past year, when her dinner mate moved to a different facility. We're always
very glad for Linda's presence. She is a wonderful caregiver and a role
model of loving daughter.
told us, "I want to write an article someday about Homo Sapiens." We
said, "You do? Why?" He replied, "Because I think we're going to go the
way of dinosaurs and the Dodo bird." Oh wow, we totally agreed. We
wanted him to tell us why he thought this, but he was tired and getting
ready for bed.