I used to play assisted living, memory care, and rehab centers, etc. almost exclusively.
We are the distraction. I saw a lot of stuff over several years and a bunch of facilities.
When someone coughs, give them water. If they are crying or sneezing, give them tissues. If they need to talk on the phone, let them. If they are dizzy or really tired, maybe the nurse or aide can give them a piece of candy if they are diabetic. If they are extremely slumped down, ask an aide if they need lifting up. If they can’t drink their water, maybe they need a straw. If they can’t hear, ask if they have hearing aids and staff can fetch them. If they are extremely agitated, it might be a uti, etc.
With dementia, the behavior has a meaning. Read it, address it, redirect it, etc.
Blending in is everything. Listen to what they are saying with their facial expressions and body language.
That might mean turning down or up, being aware of when they last ate, or need to eat or nap/sleep.
Sometimes I would walk around a larger room with an acoustic. I would come to them, to the dining area, to their rooms even. Or they have been wheeled into a large area and have been sitting too long and need to use the restroom.
They deal with a lot including the loss of their loved ones, their house, their friends, their independence, their faculties. We must enter into their reality, which is a reality of loss, physical pain, and not much to look forward to.
A chat with them before and after the show matters more than a well executed musical performance. It is nice to play well and entertain, but to visit and connect with them is profound, especially considering that some have outlived most of their family and friends.
We are the ones who need to listen to what they are trying to communicate to us with whatever they have left to communicate with. Just to be with them, to encourage, to ask them about their life stories, that opens up their hearts that are often closed off after so many disappointments.
I got to the point where every little thing that happened in a room mattered during my show. But it didn’t matter in the sense that it was a distraction, but I was just part of their day, maybe to help ease the routine monotony for a little while.
If we play to hear them, then they have received the benefit of our intention, but we have only touched the tip of the iceberg.
We might be there because we have practiced and worked hard, maybe to come and play for an hour, or to be an escape or light at the end of the tunnel, but in the bigger picture, they are the stars of the show.
We are the distraction. I saw a lot of stuff over several years and a bunch of facilities.
When someone coughs, give them water. If they are crying or sneezing, give them tissues. If they need to talk on the phone, let them. If they are dizzy or really tired, maybe the nurse or aide can give them a piece of candy if they are diabetic. If they are extremely slumped down, ask an aide if they need lifting up. If they can’t drink their water, maybe they need a straw. If they can’t hear, ask if they have hearing aids and staff can fetch them. If they are extremely agitated, it might be a uti, etc.
With dementia, the behavior has a meaning. Read it, address it, redirect it, etc.
Blending in is everything. Listen to what they are saying with their facial expressions and body language.
That might mean turning down or up, being aware of when they last ate, or need to eat or nap/sleep.
Sometimes I would walk around a larger room with an acoustic. I would come to them, to the dining area, to their rooms even. Or they have been wheeled into a large area and have been sitting too long and need to use the restroom.
They deal with a lot including the loss of their loved ones, their house, their friends, their independence, their faculties. We must enter into their reality, which is a reality of loss, physical pain, and not much to look forward to.
A chat with them before and after the show matters more than a well executed musical performance. It is nice to play well and entertain, but to visit and connect with them is profound, especially considering that some have outlived most of their family and friends.
We are the ones who need to listen to what they are trying to communicate to us with whatever they have left to communicate with. Just to be with them, to encourage, to ask them about their life stories, that opens up their hearts that are often closed off after so many disappointments.
I got to the point where every little thing that happened in a room mattered during my show. But it didn’t matter in the sense that it was a distraction, but I was just part of their day, maybe to help ease the routine monotony for a little while.
If we play to hear them, then they have received the benefit of our intention, but we have only touched the tip of the iceberg.
We might be there because we have practiced and worked hard, maybe to come and play for an hour, or to be an escape or light at the end of the tunnel, but in the bigger picture, they are the stars of the show.