This email was sent by my favorite home health care Certified Occupational Therapy Assistant, who has an amazing gift for reaching the elderly in ways that matter to them- by being sensitive to their life's work, their personalities, and their purpose. * (Many of my blog posts were inspired by this talented COTA.) The following email was written by her.
2019 photo by T. COTA
1980's painting by T. COTA
"After reading about the cookie lady, and the greeting card lady, it's now about wearing masks and further protection gear, and taking the normal life out of it.
Going back to when I first got into Home Health Care, five years ago, I was confronted by my rehab director about my treatments and documentation.
She asked, "How does playing the guitar have anything to do with this client's goal/treatment?
What? That's what it's all about! Long story short, “My client has schizophrenia and sits in his chair all day waiting for his sister to come!” I made it the client's goal - to get up out of the recliner, and then get the guitar, and find ways to bring it to his sitting area. His guitar was in his bedroom, an impossible journey... He opened up enough to share his talent. He turned on the radio, and played along beautifully. It was amazing. He had a true gift, and bringing it back into his life is what OT is really about."
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For health reasons, my aging parents have been housebound. They were feeling bored and a little left out, and then the pandemic hit! Of course now, almost everyone in the nation has joined them, so they decided to make the best of it.
Today a short walk around the block, and afterwards, they had a cup of hot chocolate. They're doing what they can to meet their present needs:
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In the fifties there was take out food in burger baskets, drive-in movies, and out door roller rinks. Cousin Rolene was a Do Op girl, and I was a tag along, I think.
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Today I received a package in the mail from my daughter: This little box of mail has a way of grounding me, today. An anchor. There is stability and sameness, and newness, and a past, and a present, and a hopeful future. ~In it there are several face masks that she has made using colorful fabric. The pattern is included so that I can sew them too. ~ Also in the box is seed bead jewelry and pottery - souvenirs from her January tropical vacation. ~A small bottle of hand spray just to "sweet scent" the air and not sanitize it. ~An art card created by my grand daughter in college, now finishing out the year with on line classes - and a doll she made when she was a little girl. I take note that the card and the doll are alike in color scheme. Navy blue and tangerine. The pottery is wrapped in a stray sock. I determine my daughter is tidying up and putting order in her laundry room.
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