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(The day was warm—50 degrees—and sunny. When I got to room 330 I saw that Jane had the patches back on her right elbow and the little toes of her left foot. Not that they had broken out again—but this morning Georgia and Cathy had put them on just to protect those areas. I didn’t know whether to rip them off or not [I did take the one off the elbow later in the afternoon]. The staff had also told Jane that it looked like she may develop a sore in a new spot on a shoulder blade, so they’d slapped a dressing there too. I meant to investigate that one when I turned Jane later in the day, but forgot to. She said nothing there has bothered her.
(I told Jane the important thing was that the areas hadn’t broken down, and that was what counted. She understood. She explained a bit later that she’d been upset—and blue afterward—about going to hydro this morning. New people were there to take care of her because Lottie and Darlene and Barb were pulled off for other duty—perhaps for some time. The male nurse who assisted Jane got her on the litter backward, Jane said. He had to be shown what to do, nor did he know how to move her. In spite of it all things went well, Jane said, though “they” ran the water more heavily than the old staff members did, and Jane said she couldn’t try to move her feet as easily with the increased pressure of the water. Darlene did help return Jane to 330, and showed the others how to put my wife back in bed. I told Jane I supposed it was a good thing that others learned how to handle her; someone could always get sick, or quit, etc., and Jane agreed. She seemed to have handled the episode okay.
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(4:25. Left foot, head, moving gently. “My right leg is moving, but I guess you can’t even tell by looking at it,” she said. I saw a few spasmodic motions around the knee area. Jane lay with her hands crossed on her chest. I told her the right leg was starting, and that was good. She lifted her left leg and moved the foot. “When the right foot moves, the right ankle, then I stop,” Jane said. “I shouldn’t do that.” I reminded her that yesterday Seth had said the right leg discomfort was only temporary. She moved her head and torso up off the bed a bit, then groaned: “That right foot tried to come up off the bed.”
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