There are times when we are unsure if one of our residents needs to change their clothes because they had an accident. A few months ago, I had quite the perplexing situation with one of our men, whom I’ll call Dr. Singer.
During our mornings, we hold our Sit and Be Fit exercise activity around 11am, just before lunch. As we began, I noticed a very small puddle underneath Dr. Singer’s wheelchair. I wasn’t quite sure how it got there, was it from him, or did someone spill a little water? I decided to go over and whisper in his ear that I could escort him to the restroom if he needed to use it. He quietly obliged and nodded his head towards the door, not wanting to make a big scene.
I walk him through the door and about twenty feet to the nearest restroom. He can walk short distances, so I locked his chair and helped him stand up. I then held the restroom door open and told him I’d wait outside. He’s always very jovial, and started to sing to himself as he walked inside. As the door closed, I turned around and couldn’t believe what I saw in the hall.
