I just finished reading two threads about problems in assisted living/nursing homes. In one the poster's mother had a room mate whose husband visits all day every day, basically forcing her from her room in search of some privacy. Unfortunately she ends up in the lobby, no privacy there either.
In the second dad wants to move mom and himself into a rental unit because he is going bonkers staring at the walls all day in assisted living, refusing to participate in activities, while at night having to endure the noise from the adjacent laundry room.
Many of you mention moving to retirement homes that are like moving into the Ritz. Those places exist for those who can afford them,(and they seem to be geared toward younger, higher functioning residents) but the reality, at least where I live, is that most facilities have changed very little over the past 30 or so years. One nursing home nearby has been upgraded recently and is held up as the new standard of care in the province. I haven't toured it since the renovations but checking it out online I can tell it's still not the Ritz, lurking in the background is the (necessary) institutional flavour common to all of them. The menus seem to offer tasty items, but I wouldn't want to live on the endless repetition of cafeteria style choices. Older buildings were not built with privacy in mind, so sitting in the lobby is still commonplace. Indeed, staff like to congregate immobile residents in one place so they can keep an eye on them more easily. And the activities list always looks impressive until you understand that it is mostly boring repetition and spin (eg, brain games is really just a printout of a word search found on the internet). Bingo anyone?
The unfortunate truth is that even in the best places somebody has to be stuck in those less than desirable rooms, and that unless you can afford a private room your roommate can make life h*ll. JessieBelle stated it so well, "So many of the assisted living facilities are like college dorms or hotels. Unless you engage in the activities or watch TV, there's not really a lot to do except to sit around and wait for God."
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Sure wish it had been a more productive and restful week for both of you.
I'm disappointed, and if you have read this thread you know my expectations were not high.We arrived on Monday morning and I felt abandoned almost the moment we wheeled in the door. The greeting was cursory despite my having called to say we were on the way. The charge nurse accepted our meds and showed us to our room, then we were pretty much left to figure the rest out for ourselves. Although staff was abundant no one paused to greet us or introduce themselves. I decided to trust that the information I had gone over with administration would be sufficient and left.
Tuesday, I arrive in the afternoon and find mom agitated, she tells me she has been walking all day looking for home. She claims someone slapped her bottom and told her to behave, but was confused so I didn't know what to make of it. Apparently she was visited by the doctor and perhaps a clergyman, but I had no interaction with the staff while there.
Wednesday was a good day, she seemed to have benefited greatly from the social interaction and activities. Maybe we should put her name on the wait list?
Thursday I dropped in after supper and found her alone in her wheelchair facing the corner at the end of an unlit hall. Obviously confused, he said she told them she wanted to stop playing. WTF? I took her to her room and got her settled for the night
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Friday was quiet, but on Saturday I arrived shortly after supper and again found her alone,dressed in a hospital johnny and clutching a basin. She was red in the face and obviously distressed. I knew immediately she was choking, that sort of stuck in the throat king of thing that dysphagia people get. WTF again?
I questioned a psw who said she knew nothing but got the nurse on duty to come and pay her some attention. Finally I found someone willing to take the time to talk. Seems the meals on weekends are often problematic, and the chicken was very dry. Uh, mom is supposed to be on a soft, moist diet??
She also told me that mom had somehow gotten herself out of bed Tuesday night and they found her in an adjacent empty room sitting in a chair. I had been told she was doing well and there were no issues, so obviously no one thought I needed to know this
There is more, but this is too long already. I figured that this wasn't the Ritz, but at least they wouldn't kill her... now I'm not even sure about that. LOL? :(
My favorite was, believe it or not, a County run facility out in the suburbs of Buffalo, NY (My hometown). It was an over 100 year old building that was originally used for the sick, infirm and homeless. It had indoor courtyards and a large outdoor patio area. There was a branch of the NYS public library inside the building on the second floor. There was computers with internet access in the library, inside the patio area and in the therapy department as well. There was a cafe specially built for resident use and a large, central activity room. The activity calendar could've been better but in all reality, you can't please everyone.
I started in a semi-private (a room mate) then got a private later during my stay. Like I said, it was a County run facility so getting a private room didn't cost any more. All I had to do was make the aware that I wanted a private and when the first one came up, I jumped on it. Kind of first come, first served. You have to stay on the staff if you want a private room, make sure you're on the "supposed" waiting list if there is one.
It always sucks when you're yanked from your home and put into a facility but you also have a choice. A choice to try and make the best of it. That was a hard lesson for me to learn but I did it.
I was finally discharged in Feb 2011, after 8 long years of residency. It literally changed me as a person and it changed the way I live my life today. Believe me I had my fill of awful nursing homes as well but that's a different answer for a different question.
I've always felt it was six of one and half a dozen of the other.
We've all been to the nursing home to visit granny and we all say, please God do not let me end up here. Well I know gods pretty busy so that leaves the state of MI which by the time I'm senile and goofy will have likely seceded from the union into a right wing militia republic where old folks are left on the street to die.
However, and this is the big caveat, neither had dementia. I visited my aunt a few weeks before she died - she was sharp as a tack. If it weren't for the physical issues, there wouldn't have been any sign of decline.
With dementia, I think the responsibilty, sometimes burden, shifts to the family to make the decision, which as we all know is often a heart and gut wrenching decision. I do believe it is possible if the dementia isn't severe, but only with outside assistance for medical and home aide care.
My mother had some level of "dementia, Alzheimers' type", but it wasn't incapacitating. My sister had "chemo brain" after her last radiation treatments, and she recognized very clearly that she was losing brain function. In some ways, that pain is harder to deal with than not knowing what is happening.
What do you say to a 56 year old sister who cries because she recognizes her brain functions are deteriorating? I stepped up my caregiving to help compensate and to provide backup and we avoided most problems that had earlier arisen. But it was emotional and sad beyond description for both of us.
In your words, she KNEW the train had left the station, and she wasn't on it.
That sounds pretty simplified but we both know that in reality it can be a real challenge. That's the part that I'm always trying to keep in mind, to see it as a problem to be solved and avoid the emotional burden that can accompany it.
One of the biggest hurdles now though is getting the house in condition to accommodate a streamlined, assisted living. After seeing the exorbitant costs of facilities, I was sure I could do better with more targeted assistance. We also benefit from a small group of outstanding neighbors who act as advance scouts and alert me to possible problems.
As to the elder person recognizing the onset and/or advance of dementia, I don't really have a good answer as there are so many aspects of dementia. I know that I've seen a mental decline in myself and try to combat it. Perhaps it's a function of keeping one's brain active, developing self tests (I use math for me), but having the courage and strength to recognize it is a challenge in itself.
For my own plans, it's more of a physical issue, a very personal one with a plan which I don't think would be agreeable to others.
Re the fear of dying uncared for in some decrepit place in Michigan, if Gov. Snyder remains in power I think more people will be facing that.
Seriously, I know that I spend more time worrying about it when I come to this forum. When I visit DIY forums, I think more positively. That's not to say that this forum is negative, but the focus is different. Perhaps those of us here also need to visit forums that can uplift us and balance out the negativity of caregiving.
Do you still visit electrical forums? House repair forums? There's always a need for qualified electricians to answer questions and to remind folks that monkeying around with electricity when you don't know what you're doing can be a quick trip to the hospital, or worse. Sharing your expertise might help balance the worry you're feeling.
And there's also the philosophy of living life to its fullest because you never know what will happen. Then if you do become "infirm", you can at least look back on a rewarding life. Sounds trite, but in reality it's not. But also hope that we get a new governor who isn't supportive of cutting the tax benefits of Michigan residents' pensions.
I have to say, I'm not cheering myself up here. Apologies if I'm getting anyone else down, too.
In the movie I'm Still Alice, this was the conundrum. I haven't been able to come up with a plan to avoid dying uncared for in some horrible NH warehouse the state of Mi has chosen for me.
I've seen shabby buildings with very good staff, and good buildings with bloody awful staff, one care home that was so appalling I don't know where to begin, and one that I wanted to move into.
But for me the key test lies in what the staff do when they meet you and your loved one together. If they talk to you first, don't go there.
As a baby boomer, I plan on living in our house until we can no longer maintain it. My daughters have been given instructions that I am then to be placed in an AL apartment that has monthly trips up to the casinos in OK and lots of activities.
And I understand frequentflyer's point, in that many of the things I find most objectionable matter little once you reach a state of advanced dementia. When the world around our loved ones becomes an unfamiliar place safety and kindness is the most we can offer no matter what the setting.
I would love to hear Sunnygirl1's dream, I too have dreams about what care should look like. I've done a lot of research on line and have found wonderful innovative models for aging in place and of care, from retirement communes to the Eden Homes concept. The problem I see is that the standard of care seems to have changed very little for those with less financial, mental or familial resources, and with the pressures of the aging baby boom I fear quantity will triumph over quality.
I have experience primarily with SNFs and only a brief approximate one week experience with a memory care unit on a long term basis so my observations are more generally limited to shorter term care facilities.
One SNF was bad; we had to intervene and document, but eventually sufficient healing took place that return to home was possible. The longer term care facility was part of the same prominent chain, the facility was lovely, but the care was minimal. The staff to patient ratio wasn't sufficient - at dinner time the staff was overloaded. The tony decor belied the actual care.
I still have negative thoughts about having to even use any kind of facility at that time and wish that we could have found better alternatives. But I know more about them now than I did then.
Yet another facility in the same chain was outstanding. It was in an area known for high medical standards, however. Perhaps the location made the difference, perhaps the administration was the dominant factor.
I do know that I will not spend my own years in a facility. If/when the time arrives that I can't live where I want, with my own hired help, I definitely will not sacrifice just to mentally vegetate in a situation that I find less than tolerable.
When I visit my loved ones in assisted living, I often consider how is this compared to being at home. Before my loved one went to Secure Memory Care, she was in a regular AL facility. It was clean as a pin, so no complaints there. They had an activity director and she worked hard to get all residents involved. They had live music performed by some group or person at least once per week. The food was delicious. They had several sitting rooms and two outdoor areas. Some of the more independent apts had private balconies. They took the residents shopping at least once a week. And held church service every Sunday. There were regular visitors who came in all during the week.
I was very pleased to have my loved one there, because she got none of that at her home. She had hardly any visitors and could or would not cook. it was the best environment she had been in in many years.
Oh, and if you are not happy with a roommate, the places I know of are happy to move you elsewhere to find a better match. It's not perfect, but for many seniors or those with disabilities, it's much better than the alternative.
Oh, I smiled when I saw this thread, because I have been daydreaming lately about building the most beautiful, helpful and expertly designed Assisted Living facility in North America! I'm serious. I have no idea I would fund it, but I have a dream.........
expect returns... Frontline did an episode on AL-- http://video.pbssocal.org/video/2365054620/ -- If you watch this, you will understand that these facilities are filling a need that they are not prepared to really fill nor are they regulated consistently. Many elderly really need skilled nursing care ( not AL) which is very expensive and again good care is not always provided. Sometimes the elderly patient is not generally happy with any of his/her options. Sometimes they long for the life they had. Sometimes they become bitter. It's not an easy thing for anyone. It's sometimes a blessing when they forget.
We like to believe that somehow if we do the right things it will make it better for them, but mostly I think not. You just do the best you can to keep them safe and comfortable. You do it because it's the right thing to do. I think many are not prepared to go down that road with their elderly relation. I can't really fault anyone because it is a huge undertaking. I have left my role as daughter behind and have been the caregiver for my 92 year old father for 6 years. I have in home help which makes it manageable. I have the right equipment to take care of him. My dad went to his lawyer and took care of the
details before he went into this decline so I'm able to keep him with me and make decisions. His doctor of 26 years and I are on the same page when it comes to his care. We both understand what my dad wishes are... We have good and bad days. I feel that we have a good chance of getting through this with some dignity. I hope so.
Flyer made a good point about how we see care facilities now and how we see them when we old and senile. I helping my folks hang on in their home, dangling by the last thread of safety and common sense. This is what they want but if they were in assited living, even a crummy one, we could probably avoid the next insuline coma er trip, broken arm or broken hip.
So I'm just waiting them out and guessing what the next big catastrophe is going to be.
She would never engage in any of the activities as the rest of the residents were beneath her in her view - A1 narcissist life long. Currently she's bed ridden, barely able to speak, sleeps all the time and weighs less than my dog. Her time on this earth is coming to an end. I did the very best I could for her and have no regrets. When it comes down to it she's far better off with nursing staff around the clock. No one person can do around the clock care.
For me, I can't wait to have someone else do the cooking as I hated cooking all my life, science experiments that went terribly wrong. I wouldn't care if it was fried fish on Friday, and hot dogs on Sunday each and every week. And Bingo is fun to me, but I know not to others.... where playing cards might be fun for them, but not for me. Ok, I will do a 1000 piece puzzle but by myself, thank you.
I think once our minds are a bit more clouded, and we become immobile, nursing homes at least offer other people to talk to from my generation.
Living with an elder or someone from a younger generation doesn't help change our like of music from our own generation... I find myself saying "is that music?" when I hear rap.... on my gosh, I am sounding like my parents when I use to listen to the Beatles. Would I want to hear rap all day long?
Same with taste in TV shows.... I remember my parents saying "there's nothing good to watch"... well, now I am saying the same thing and here I have 500 channels to choose from instead of 3 or 4. If the family is watching "Big Brother", sorry that doesn't interest me... anyone interested in PBS?
Being at the tail end of the baby boom maybe things will have improved greatly by the time I reach the time for extra care, on the other hand maybe those ahead of me will have sucked the system totally dry and I will be left with whatever remains.
Ugghhhh. I'm having just a bad day.
In my parents case, the NH would have to be pretty damn bad to be worse than their nasty little house.
I think a wonderful model for an assisted living community would be small single-story clusters, maybe with 4-6 apartments per cluster. The apartments would be built on slabs, so that wheelchair access is easy. Each apartment would have a patio and a little bit of lawn. The problem with such a design is they would take a lot of land, so probably wouldn't be practical within a city where land is so expensive. There's nothing wrong with putting them outside the city, though. These developments would be perfect for someone who still wants to feel they have a little home of their own. They are probably available. We have some communities that come close here in the Birmingham area. Texas has several IL communities that follow this model.
So often we house elders in a way that is convenient for workers and families. We don't consider what their individual needs are. Some people are probably fine with a roommate. Other people may want to live alone, but not care if they have access to a patio and yard. Multi-level housing is fine in this case. But to take an outdoors type person and put them in two rooms on a top floor of a building just doesn't seem right. We need more options that are affordable.
One reason I hope my mother can stay at home as long as possible is that she would have a very hard time adjusting to AL life. She likes to sleep as long as she wants, stay in her pajamas all day, eat when she wants to eat, and avoid being around people most of the time. I don't see any AL communities around that would fit her life. It's not a neat, orderly life, but it is the one she prefers.