Denice is in speech therapy. Today is pretty much like any other day. She repeats random syllables back to the therapist, as usual.
"You can come in here when you want, or leave when you want, and you can bring the things you have here if you'd like.
Does it look alright to you? Shake your head if there's a problem maybe I didn't notice."
She doesn't shake her head, but she does look concerned, and little upset.
"Ok. If there's a problem, hm - is it the room itself, or is it something in or not in the room, or something else? Nod for the room, shake your head for something in the room?"
"Ok. Would you like me to keep trying to figure out the problem, and maybe I can help with it, or would you rather just sleep in a different room? Nod for figuring it out, shake your head for a different room?"
"Is there some other room that would be better?
The dining room? Nod if that would be better?"
"Ok. You looked nervous about something about the living room. Do you want me to try to understand what it is, or would you rather go on with other things? Nod if you want me to try?"
"Alright. We can put the mattress on the floor for you, or you can sleep on the couch if you'd like that better. Shake your head if the couch is better?"
"Ok. I'll call Shen to move that over for you. If you decide you like the couch it'll be in the room too, you can move wherever you're comfortable."
Had the documentation had anything to say on whether she needed help dressing and undressing?
Right.
She pulls clothes out of where she'd put them earlier.
"I have a nightshirt and a change of clothes for you. I'll leave them in the living room so you can change if you'd like - if you'd rather not you can stay in the clothes you have, or have us bring you some more options."