The MIL moved into an assisted living facility on Wednesday. Yesterday at noon one of the staff members called saying it hadn’t been a good morning. I picked up the message and relayed it to the better-half. I was concerned but filled with eye-rolling.
Yesterday afternoon we met for dinner at her place as there was a special meal planned to celebrate the end of building renovations–the delay in her entering this facility was due to renovations. Dinner was nice and the place is fantastic. When I’m an old fart I wouldn’t mind living there (excuse me, older fart). It seemed more resort than health care facility. I suppose it helps the community is a mix of senior apartments (with people enjoying cocktails on their balconies!), assisted living and nursing care. I couldn’t stay overly long because I had class last night. Dinner was shrimp salad, tenderloin steak, carrots and polenta. I had tiramisu for dessert. Beverages were a choice of coffee, tea, water, soda, wine or beer…see what I mean about choosing to live there?
When I got home, the better-half wasn’t here and he was quite late in getting back. It was because the nursing staff wanted to talk to him about his mother’s medication and her lifestyle. They have other Parkinson’s patients and say they haven’t seen anyone acting the way she does. They think that some of her problems can be alleviated…others are just the way it goes. So they sat down and went over all her medications and the nursing staff are going to be in charge of medication instead of letting his mother be in charge of it. They are also going to get her on a regular sleeping pattern. Know what? It’s already working. In one day.
Maybe she can get some of her life back.
It sounds like you were very lucky to find such a nice place. Senior living facilities vary so much and most of the time they have to be in unassisted living to even get into assisted living in the same facility.
Good communication with the family is so important too. I’m sure your husband is relieved she’s being so well taken care of.