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		<title>By: Fay</title>
		<link>http://www.mydementiajourney.com/blog-21-dressing-up/#comment-1157</link>
		<dc:creator>Fay</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Apr 2013 06:52:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Matt, when the ACAT assessor came to reassess Bill towards the end of 2011 and Bill took forever to obey the command:
&quot;Sit down here, dear&quot; and kept putting unoccupied chairs up on the table while the Assessor was writing up the report, you would have thought that Bill was comprehending nothing.  But, when she was gone, Bill said, quite clearly:  &quot;I want us to stay together.&quot;  And I am forever grateful that, with the help of Blue Care and OzCare, I was able to do for Bill what I did.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Matt, when the ACAT assessor came to reassess Bill towards the end of 2011 and Bill took forever to obey the command:<br />
&#8220;Sit down here, dear&#8221; and kept putting unoccupied chairs up on the table while the Assessor was writing up the report, you would have thought that Bill was comprehending nothing.  But, when she was gone, Bill said, quite clearly:  &#8220;I want us to stay together.&#8221;  And I am forever grateful that, with the help of Blue Care and OzCare, I was able to do for Bill what I did.</p>
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		<title>By: Fay</title>
		<link>http://www.mydementiajourney.com/blog-21-dressing-up/#comment-1156</link>
		<dc:creator>Fay</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Apr 2013 06:13:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[And I had help also from OzCare, Charmaine.  I had never heard of OzCare until they had to come in and help.  There are a few, like Blue Care, that do this great job of caring.  They all deserve more pay!]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>And I had help also from OzCare, Charmaine.  I had never heard of OzCare until they had to come in and help.  There are a few, like Blue Care, that do this great job of caring.  They all deserve more pay!</p>
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		<title>By: Matt</title>
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		<dc:creator>Matt</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Apr 2013 00:32:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Wow, what an effort!! You did such an amazing job trying so hard to look after Bill the best you could. He was fighting everything, but Your efforts meant he got to live in his home - the house he built with his own magnificent hands, with his loving, caring and understanding wife and battle his condition in the environment he had dreamt of living in and had worked so hard to create. If he could he would thank you for what you did for him.
Well done.
Matt]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow, what an effort!! You did such an amazing job trying so hard to look after Bill the best you could. He was fighting everything, but Your efforts meant he got to live in his home &#8211; the house he built with his own magnificent hands, with his loving, caring and understanding wife and battle his condition in the environment he had dreamt of living in and had worked so hard to create. If he could he would thank you for what you did for him.<br />
Well done.<br />
Matt</p>
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		<title>By: Charmaine Zuidam</title>
		<link>http://www.mydementiajourney.com/blog-21-dressing-up/#comment-993</link>
		<dc:creator>Charmaine Zuidam</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 24 Mar 2013 00:08:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am really feeling for you.  Cannot give enough praise for the Blue Nurses, what a mighty organisation.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am really feeling for you.  Cannot give enough praise for the Blue Nurses, what a mighty organisation.</p>
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		<title>By: Fay</title>
		<link>http://www.mydementiajourney.com/blog-21-dressing-up/#comment-985</link>
		<dc:creator>Fay</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 21 Mar 2013 02:17:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Yes, the Blue Nurses were a great help, Nola, but they weren&#039;t the magic wand that I had hoped they would be.  I had hoped that Bill would see them as authority figures who knew what was right for him and meekly do as he was told.  But that, of course, was not the case because Bill was not being driven by the desire to oppose or to be difficult.  He was being driven to behave as he did by his fear of being naked and cold.  So, he was just as badly behaved for the Blue Nurses as he was for me.  They made a difference, though, because there were now two of us to do the job.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yes, the Blue Nurses were a great help, Nola, but they weren&#8217;t the magic wand that I had hoped they would be.  I had hoped that Bill would see them as authority figures who knew what was right for him and meekly do as he was told.  But that, of course, was not the case because Bill was not being driven by the desire to oppose or to be difficult.  He was being driven to behave as he did by his fear of being naked and cold.  So, he was just as badly behaved for the Blue Nurses as he was for me.  They made a difference, though, because there were now two of us to do the job.</p>
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		<title>By: Harold and Nola</title>
		<link>http://www.mydementiajourney.com/blog-21-dressing-up/#comment-969</link>
		<dc:creator>Harold and Nola</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 16 Mar 2013 22:54:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Whoa! What an extraordinary thing this was. We talked about this. It was hard to imagine such a clean-skin as Bill in this extra-extra-ordinary situation. Thank the Lord for Blue Nurses! [or any sort of nurse for that matter]]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Whoa! What an extraordinary thing this was. We talked about this. It was hard to imagine such a clean-skin as Bill in this extra-extra-ordinary situation. Thank the Lord for Blue Nurses! [or any sort of nurse for that matter]</p>
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