Bathe The Consumer ((link)) - The Direct Care Worker Is Going To

She ran the shower until steam fogged the mirror. She tested the temperature on her inner wrist—warm, not hot. Then she returned to the bedside and slid the gait belt around Esther’s waist.

"Remember that tango?" Maria asked as she rinsed Esther’s back. "You and that dark-haired man. His hand on your waist." the direct care worker is going to bathe the consumer

After the shower, Maria wrapped her in a towel the size of a sail. She dried Esther’s hair with her fingers, rubbed lotion into her heels, and dressed her in a clean housedress—yellow, like buttercups. She ran the shower until steam fogged the mirror