The physical strength of a person with Alzheimer's should never be underestimated. Last week after an hour long session of guitar and singing, a guy shook my hand to "thank" me for coming. That was on Wednesday. Sunday my hand was spasming, feeling like he was crushing it all over again. I have to say that though I missed his singing along this week, my hand was grateful for the respite in his absence.
Another gentleman gave a stirring speech about how he loved to hear the group sing and how he loves everybody in that group so much.
It is moving to see these people sit up in their chairs and their eyes sparkle and shine as they interact with each other, sing, exercise, and play musical games. Do I do this for me or for them?
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