My Mother is currently in a nursing facility which will probably be long term because of her age a dementia. I am with her practically every day after work assist with dinner - while I was there yesterday I nearly triped on the floor because it was cleaned up of crumbs - I had to ask for someone to sweep the floor and it got so that I said give me the broom I'll do it - I cannot complain about all of the aides as they are wonderful but a few I noticed will do only so much and that is it. I love to say something to my Mother's social worker about this and a few other matters but I'm afraid if I do there will be repucissions. Has anyone had this kind of a problem - if so I need some advice on how to go about speaking up and not stirring the pot!!
We used them when suing on behalf of a minor, and the appointment was only for purpose of that lawsuit.
That was back in the 60's and 70's. I don't know if they are still used or if they can be used for adults because there are other options available.
Retribution by staff for a complaint made against them holds a $3000 fine and/or jail time.
Yes, it's nice to be able to resolve issues through a fair discussion, which should always be the first step, but as a former Ombudsman Supervisor I've come to realize that most complaints made to the staff or administration of long term care facilities fall on deaf ears or receive lip service unless an authoritative figure is on the side of right.
BTW - I also stick a large picture of her on the wall at the head of the bed so staff can see who she is when she is not sick.
Depersonalisation is the worst kind of isolation, since it humanizes the patient. Never let it happen. We also plaster the walls of her room with family pictures and pictures of scenes and places she loves.
It is never home, but it establishes her as a real person to staff and visitors alike.
The only way I got the problem solved is sleeping in the chapel of the hospital with my better half overnight, several nights.
The night security crew kicked it up to the brass and as soon as Connie and I hit the floor to check in on dad, all the cell phones dropped and everyone got real busy -- magically I might add :)