Today at the Birch Street Nursing Home, I had a little trouble with the new patient, Mrs. Kunkle. When I was distributing the medicine, Mrs. Kunkle wasn't in her room. I eventually found her in Mr. Oliveras' room, where she was touching the light switch and counting out loud. When I handed her the medicine, she started to cry and said she'd have to start all over. After she left, Mr. Oliveras explained to me that Mrs. Kunkle has been going around to all the rooms seven times a day since she arrived, touching every light switch and window, and counting to eleven with each touch.
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