I worked tonight in the old folks home. One lady was exceptionally agitated. She didn't want her shower because she had to put her jacket on and walk down the street to her parents. She wanted to visit her dad in bed 325. We convinced her to shower first so she'd look nice. As the other aide wheeled her away, she told me, "Promise you won't talk to my dad, ok? I don't want him to know that I'm here yet."
I promised. I had no problems with that one. It's a promise I'm sure to keep!