Showing posts with label music therapy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music therapy. Show all posts
Monday, November 14, 2011
Friday, May 20, 2011
Beautiful
I love taking my kids to work with me when I do therapy at the nursing home. I don't do it all of the time, but I do it when I have to. B does really well there and he can get them to do things for him that they won't do for me. He likes to give them all hugs and talk with them and he always picks one person to empty my entire music bag to so that poor person is left with a lap full of instruments!
Most of the patients I work with have Alzheimer's. It's very important to me that B and Baby M grow up enjoying these patients and not being afraid of them. I want them to respect the elderly and to learn from them instead of being scared to be around them. You should see the smiles on their faces! Well, that is, until he thinks they need to go for a ride. They are grateful to me when I put a stop to that before they are sent into the table. Many have learned to put their brakes on when they see him.
The funny thing is, though, that they ask about my kids. They can't remember their own families, but somehow between the music and my kids together, they remember mine and ask me all the time when I'm going to be bringing them. The nurses love to take Baby M and show her off and there's one wife of a man that has become a babysitter for me. She doesn't have children but she gets so excited when I bring Baby M because it breaks up her day from having to focus on the sadness with her husband and best friend. (B is good at getting her husband to talk, though!)
I'm so thankful for these everyday opportunities to share with my kids some things that are important to me.
Oh...and I left out how I'm glad they are hard of hearing because when I play the piano, B does too. Once I get him stopped, he dances for them.
Most of the patients I work with have Alzheimer's. It's very important to me that B and Baby M grow up enjoying these patients and not being afraid of them. I want them to respect the elderly and to learn from them instead of being scared to be around them. You should see the smiles on their faces! Well, that is, until he thinks they need to go for a ride. They are grateful to me when I put a stop to that before they are sent into the table. Many have learned to put their brakes on when they see him.
The funny thing is, though, that they ask about my kids. They can't remember their own families, but somehow between the music and my kids together, they remember mine and ask me all the time when I'm going to be bringing them. The nurses love to take Baby M and show her off and there's one wife of a man that has become a babysitter for me. She doesn't have children but she gets so excited when I bring Baby M because it breaks up her day from having to focus on the sadness with her husband and best friend. (B is good at getting her husband to talk, though!)
I'm so thankful for these everyday opportunities to share with my kids some things that are important to me.
Oh...and I left out how I'm glad they are hard of hearing because when I play the piano, B does too. Once I get him stopped, he dances for them.
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