Good News!

  When the birthday of our friend, Ms. E* came around, Al and I paid a visit to her rehabilitation facility. Not sure if she had any family close by, we wanted her to know that people were thinking of her on her birthday. After signing in at the front desk, we walked down a long hallway looking for the memory care ward where she resides.   Some of the residents in the large facility need therapy before being discharged to their homes, while others are there permanently. Ms. E. has, in her own words, “been there a long time!” Although Al and I had been to see her previously, we took a wrong turn and found ourselves at a dead-end. A staff member pushing a cart full of dishes redirected us. Maybe next time, we’ll remember! In order to enter or leave the ward, it was necessary to type a code into a keypad on the wall. Neither of us remembered that either; however, another helpful employee met us at the heavy double doors and typed in the code, which I should have recorded ...