I've read many comments here regarding getting a loved one transported to a facility. I cannot even picture what that will look like for my 93 year old mom - strong personality, confined to wheelchair, mid-stage dementia.
I am the only relative/influencer who will oversee this process.
Taking her to lunch as a distractor while getting her moved in is not an option.
She has good days and bad days. Not sure what to do if moving day turns out to be a "bad" day.
Honestly, I picture a scenario where she will be tied to the roof of the car and transported to the front door of the facility. (Just joking!!!) But you get the idea. I really cannot envision how I am supposed to pull this off.
Help!
by Mike Gamble
1.4 million older adults are confined to nursing homes for the crimes of frailty and dementia, serving life sentences without parole, lying in bed or sitting beside it, imprisoned by helplessness, waiting to die, yet clinging to lives of crushing emptiness.
The elderly would have access to showers, hobbies and walks. They’d receive unlimited free prescriptions, dental and medical treatment, wheelchairs, etc. And, they’d receive money instead of paying it out.
They would have constant video monitoring, so they could be helped instantly if they fell or needed assistance.
Bedding would be washed twice a week, and all clothing would be washed, ironed and returned to them.
A guard would check on them every 20 minutes, and bring their meals and snacks to their cell.
They would have family visits in a suite built for that purpose. They would have access to a library, weight room, spiritual counseling, pool and education.
Simple clothing, shoes, slippers, PJs and legal aid would be free, on request. The elderly would all have private, secure rooms, and an outdoor exercise yard with gardens.
Every elderly person could have a computer, a TV, radio, and daily phone calls. A board of directors would hear complaints, and guards would have a code of conduct that would be strictly adhered to.
Criminals would get cold food, be left all alone and unsupervised. Lights off at 8pm, and showers once a week. They would live in a tiny room, pay $5,000 a month, and have no hope of ever getting out.
Justice for all.
This little story is obviously tongue-in-cheek, but it does call attention to how poorly our elderly are treated in too many nursing homes. While there are many excellent nursing homes, we still have a long way to go. It’s simply not right to treat elderly people as second-class citizens to be managed as efficiently as possible until they die.
https://ouragingparents.net/put-elderly-in-jail-and-criminals-in/
About 5 double rooms, 5 couples & other 80 rooms were single . All had a huge window with garden view. Have own TV. Private modern bathroom. Dining rooms, lounge rooms (with TV, DVDs, board games) quiet sitting rooms (with books, antique furniture) 2 smaller sitting rooms with tea/coffee making for family to visit with birds in cages. Sit down coffee shop & enclosed gardens with water features, a circular path to wander beautifully kept. Rabbit & 2 chickens are resident free range in the gardens.
Choice of 2 hot meals or sandwiches for lunch plus dessert & hot drink. Puree food (if required) colourfully presented as normal as possible.
Activities included, church services, chair based exercise group with weight, walking group, current affairs reading, craft, men's group, indoor bowls, knitting & of course bingo!
Family & friends welcome to visit any time.
Clothing laundered on site, washed, ironed & returned. Hair salon on site. Bed linen changed 1 x week or as required. Dental, medical, physio & podiatry provided.
Person centred care meant residents ate in dining room or own room as they prefered. Showered daily, or 3 x weekly at their preference. Were inside or outside (weather dependant) at their preference.
Ok so not much left for spending from pension amount, but enough for own brand soap if wish. Soap shampoo, toothpaste, moisuriser supplied.
Yes there was a code on the outside doors, I accompanied some resendents to a different section to attend a visiting choir & some were anxious leaving their own section. I have no problems with a locked door for safety/security.
I've not been to a jail to compare.
Is there someone you could *blame*? I've told my Mum, now W (her older sister) would want you to have clean clothes on.
- Telling Mom that everyone needs to get out because the house is being fumigated.
- Taking her to lunch (or church, shopping, or on a visit) and instead of bringing her home, bring her to the facility.
- Waiting until she gets sick and taking her to the hospital for treatment. Upon discharge, transport her from the hospital to the facility instead of home.
- Just telling her that it is time to move and packing her bags. Note: To make this one work, attitude is all important. YOU MUST BE UNWAVERING! Don't yell or try to reason, just pack her bags while she raves. I was a little shocked when my mom went with me, but she did.
The head nurse gave me the best advice on the wife's care as her mind was just shutting down. She arrived in June, needed a wheel chair by August, to be fed by September and hospice care in October when she could no longer swallow, passing on October 23.
Her husband is still there, misses his wife, but is well cared for and happy otherwise. I just pay the bills, visit once a week, check with the head nurse occasionally. He walks down the hall for his meals 3 times a day and sits with one or two other people there who can still talk. Most of the tables are completely silent at meal time. A medical professional visits him once a month to check on his health and care. Occasionally one of the staff members will alert me to a need--like he no longer wanted to wear white underwear, so I purchased black underwear and came to his apartment when he was eating and stuck it in his dresser. We have been friends for about 47 years, there are no children or nearby relatives involved, just me and a few other friends who stop to see him now and then. He is 93, in good physical health. He doesn't even need glasses. He just tells me to stay healthy. My job is to live as long as he does. I am working on that. His being in good health makes my job easier.
We see his eye doctor twice a year to check his eye pressure and his dentist 4 times a year for teeth cleaning. Afterwards, we stop at Barnes and Noble, since he loves books--though he doesn't read any more--to have a cookie and decaf coffee.
Behind the scenes, I had to clear out their condo and get it ready to sell. That took about 2 1/2 years. I never told him all that I was doing, just did it. Their good furniture went to the area Native American community for free, via another friend who is Native American and could help me with this. The family photos and personal items like that I brought to my house to sort through and send to distant relatives for them to have and decide what to do with. Goodwill took the unneeded clothing and garage items.
When he runs out of money, his Veteran Benefits will have kicked in to help pay for his care, so he never has to leave. One last big thing to do, is to pay for his funeral costs ahead of time while there is still money to do this and before the medicare "look back" kicks in. I am still learning all that is involved with this end of life care, but it has gone very smoothly so far.
My best wishes to you for your journey on this path. I hope it goes well, too!
Contact the facility directly as they may even have a means of transporting patients.
My mom was in NH 'temporarily' until her hand worked better - she convinced herself that she was in a rehab place [again] - I even had 'props' in her room so I bought a dog toy that could be squeezed for exercise so that when she said something I would ask how her physio was going [she was actually doing some] & hand her an 'exercise' ball to help her but she would stop squeezing after 5 times as her mind drifted
So, I softly explained to my father that the situation at home can NOT continue like this anymore, and I got a case worker involved, had a calming medicine prescribed by his doctor AND booked a private Ambulance to do the transport 92 km to the wonderful "Heartfelt Alzheimer's & Frail Care Home", in the Eastern Cape, South Africa, BUT he still refused to go ...... (kept the Ambulance waiting for 2 hours, untill the paramedics abandoned the mission as they were not allowed to take him agsinst his will). That was the most traumatic day of my life ...... I cried the whole day.
Then a month later, we attempted it again, with the same private Ambulance again, but this time with the Head of the Alzheimer's Association in our region, a Doctor, who brought her nurse and assisted us. Same story, he refused again ...... until the nurse softly and tenderly spoke to my father, and advised him that my mother HAS to go to a facility (he díd recognize the logic for thát), and he needs to accompany her to support her ....... and then he said "OK" , and even got onto the Ambulance's stretcher himself ! We couldn't believe our eyes ! Once they were at the Home, where they received so much loving care, they never looked back. My Mom & Dad thought they are at a luxury rehab style hospital (must be, the carers all wear uniform !), and we never corrected them. We were also advised to stay away for at least 2 weeks, and we dreaded the first visit, but they were just so glad that we came to visit (I always brought them nice snacks & stawberries to enjoy with us on the verandah).
They are so much better cared for, by professionals, than what they ever ALLOWED us to do for them ...... It is so worth-it !
You just have to do it, but with professional help. Good luck, you are not alone 🙏🏻🙏🏻
You would advise to stay home? Do you have ANY medical facts here?
The Pound? Please refrain from being insulting.
I am hoping that there can be more conversations about moving to a nice place that can meet his/her needs better than at home. It may take a lot of conversations and maybe some antianxiety medication for the "move" day.
I wish you all the best, know you are not alone in this struggle!
Im really agianst mediactions most of the time and i would try other options first and use meds as a last resort i was just useing this as an example of the dementia chess game.
She and I walked her dog by it all the time. I had been worried that she
would recognize things and try to go home, but once there she did not know where she was and how to get back home. She forgot her home very soon after the move. To actually get your mom into the car and off to the facility I strongly suggest you have help. Hire someone if you have to, someone who seems to be in a position of power - in a nurse uniform maybe.
1. If the doctor has told you to do this or he/she will be required due to State Law, you NEED to do this as Mom will be placed in a Medicare nursing home!
2. Get a specialized caseworker to help you. They know these facilities, contact them in advance to make appointments and will be the person who talks with you before the facility manager becomes involved.
3. ASK IN-DEPTH QUESTIONS OF THE CASEWORKER AND FACILITY MGR.
4. The caseworkers will help you with the transition as they understand and it is not their 1st rodeo.
5. Many group homes will help by allowing a pre-move in by having you secretly bring items from Mom's house so there will be a recognition for her to relate.
Many allow you to have Mom's bed moved in so Mom will be more comfortable in her own bed.
I knew the transition would be just as hard for me as it would be for Mom and my Stepfather. Mom was in the hospital due to a constant reoccurring UTI. We moved my Stepfather (dementia with Alzheimer's)first. We told him that due to Mom being in the hospital, their doctor required Mom to be moved to this very special hospital. He was there to help them care for Mom, so until their Dr said it was ok to move back to the house, they would be living there.
I had to then go to the hospital to sign the release papers. I asked that this be done in a private room so Mom did not see me.
The mgr of the group home made arrangements for a specialty service to take Mom to her new residence. It was strongly suggested that I not be present when Mom arrived which I had already decided.
The mgr was so gracious, comforting and let me cry my heart out. I cried our entire trip back to TX.
Our assigned caseworker stayed for Mom's arrival to make sure both were comfortable, any questions and visited every week for 2 months. Of course, they wanted to go home or they would call the police.
Mom/Stepfather have been living there for 1.5 yrs. Mom calls their suite her home. Their dog lives with them too.
You will most likely be asked not to visit for at least a month. The reason is to acclimate Mom to her new surroundings. This takes on average 6 months. Depending on the extent of your Mom's dementia, you can check her out so you're able to take her for lunch. My Stepfather's nephew takes him for breakfast every Tuesday.
The more routine things become, the more Mom will accept the help and her new residence.
I travel back home every month, different times each month so I can check on everything including the staff. Mom's youngest brother visits every week too so I can be assured nothing is wrong. He will call me if he has a concern so I can call the mgr to discuss.
I have not had any issues with this assisted living group home. I have more issues with my siblings.
Buy stock in Kleenex. I have yet not cried when I have to leave Mom behind.