This morning when I got to the Birch Street Nursing Home, Mrs. Henley was already at the poker table with a stack of forms and a stack of plates in front of her. She told me she had made sure that all the patients watched Mr. Tanaka throughout the week to see if he would scratch that spot under his chin, and then stood watch as they filled out those data collection forms. The plates were for the pizza party Mrs. Henley was hoping to have since all the forms were completed. I reviewed the forms, and then decided to order pizza for all the patients. As we were finishing the pizza, I let Mr. Tanaka know we'd be resuming his treatment next week.
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