There are around one hundred residents in this facility. Most of them are women in a ratio of at least ten to one.  The men sit alone.  Women have been the facilitator for group fellowship for the large part of their lives and they don’t seem to know how to mingle. I feel sorry for most of them.  One man sits at his dinner table by himself and asks every one who passes by if they know where his wife is. 

The people who wait on us are really kind and patient.  That is probably a criteria for being hired.  Everyone, me included, sits there trying to decide what to eat while the waiter “waits.”  The menu only has two items that change each day.  The rest of it is the same and eventually you get tired of those things.  I don’t like meat, and of course the entrees are meat heavy---to keep us protein charged.  There is always soup, etc.

I have gained 12 pounds.  Which is good.  I had lost thirty pounds that I didn’t need to lose.  But I am going to have to quit eating ice cream pretty soon.  I don’t like it anyway.  I was just eating it to gain weight.  I don’t like milk products or meat--which is probably why I had lost so much weight.  I should have been Italian or Mexican.