While doing psychiatric consultations at an Assisted Living facility, I sat in on a residents’ council meeting, where twenty people mostly in their 80s and largely cognitively intact, discussed issues of concern.
Various matters came up—dining room service; Sunday brunches; and other communal issues. The social worker leading the discussion was about 35 years old and seemed to relate to the residents in a slightly patronizing way. Sitting at the back of the room, I said nothing.
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