so while i was recently visiting pjm, the fire alarms were being tested. the noise was an obnoxious "ERRR-ERRR-ERRT" accompanied by some flashing ceiling lights. pjm was oblivious to the commotion while other residents sought the front door {which is on a delay so they cannot leave unaccompanied}. a pack of residents & caregivers congregated outside just beyond the front door in hopes of escaping the annoyance. another gentleman paced the lobby floor like a tiger in too small a cage. his hands clenched over his ears while donning a miserable grimace. i remained seated as the staff made it clear it was just a test-not an emergency. it was somewhat amusing to see how the residents try to process this annoying stimulation within their different stages of dementia.
here is the dialogue i had with a sweet elderly resident:
her: what is all of that noise for? and those lights?
me: oh, they are testing the fire alarms.
her: testing? they are testing?
me: yep, just to make sure everything is working fine-to keep all of you safe.
her: well tell them they can stop now.
me: stop the noise? i think the testing might take a bit longer.
her: tell them to stop. my hearing is working just fine. tell them they can stop testing my hearing-i can hear that noise.
me: .... {smile-thanks for the giggle} excuse me, miss elderly resident says her hearing is working just fine and you can stop the noise now {i say this to the empty space between her & me}
her: thanks...that helps {the lights and alarms are still blaring so i am unclear how i was of assistance-perhaps it is just comforting to be heard even if the desired solution didn't come as quick as desired}
this is how some tuesday go...a little laughter that eats away some of that overwhelming sphere of sadness i so often feel on visiting day.
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