Visiting David
Last week we didn’t get to see David because two of us were sick. This week, I am still not feeling well, but we went anyway. He was in a mood. Not sure why. He wanted to play basketball, and I couldn’t. He wanted to play badmiton, and I couldn’t. Part of it was because the other residents were in the gym. To me there is an expectation of privacy. I shouldn’t be part of their world directly because I am not staff. Just like they shouldn’t be part of mine. Regardless, unless staff tells me it is okay, I am not actively participating in activities with kids I don’t know. And even if I had the okay, not sure how comfortable I would be. So David was in a mood. Refused to eat. Didn’t want to cooperate. Asked every five minutes what time it was. He also talked about