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                remembering how to get to his room, I assured him that one of the aides would help him. We went over it every time I visited the first month. I showed him where his name was on the outside of his room and pointed out mementos in a shadow box there to help him
 Jackie and David at Candle Light Cove
remember. We left him the first day and went back about 9 pm to help him go to bed, his usual time to retire.
I saw David every day for the first month and felt the move had been successful.
As the days progressed, David seemed to enjoy sitting with residents watching TV and learning and playing Bingo
on Thursdays, as well as other activities. I took him out to eat on Valentine’s Day to Sugar Buns, a quiet restaurant at the airport, and
that went well. David had not flown when in the U.S. Air Force but got his private pilot’s license when he retired after twenty years.
Always concerned about his falling, I watched him closely. He
liked to walk and didn’t use a walker or Rollator. I enrolled him in physical therapy almost immediately. He is in his second round and his therapist thinks he should not use a walker, as does his neurologist. Jingo, the therapist, said if I take him out in the car, he should have a Rollator to use, but inside CLC he doesn’t need it at this point, but Jingo is working with him on how to use it properly.
As is evident, much of my life in February was all about my husband of 57 years, and rightly so. Unfortunately, I received a call on Saturday, March 15, that Candle Light had received a call from their corporate office that they were to lock down by 3 pm that day. They called me to tell me but I was at an appointment and didn’t check my phone until I was heading back to Easton. When I got to CLC, I was ten minutes too late. The head nurse, Darlene Young,

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