I’m with Ben. When my grandfather died, one of my uncles immediately wanted Nana to sell the house and move to Florida with him. My dad stopped that plan. “Everything in that house is a memory. The dent in the newel post, the kitchen paper they picked out together. Let her alone. She’ll decide when she’s ready to move.” She stayed there another 20 years, until her own death.
My mom had to move to a assisted living home about a decade or so ago. Dad had died a couple decades before and mom decided that she not be driving any longer so when the lease was up on her car she gave it back. That left her at the mercy of the taxi services in her area as she would NOT call any of us to take any place. Taxi service here is zone billed so if she went to the shopping mall that has a supermarket and a bank branch which is close to her house – it is in the next community and counts as 2 zone fare, if went to same in her community she had to make 2 stops and pay for 3 rides. In addition after she was home alone most of the time due to this situation her mind started to go.
The assisted living my sister found for mom was like “Pleasure Palace” in the movie “Where’s Poppa”. Mom had a 2 room apartment with private bathroom. She could go down for meals or cook (with microwave, no stove) in her apartment or ask to have meals brought to her. It had a movie theater, a crafts room, a library, a coffee house (no charge), bus to various local locations (their bus, not public), and so on. Nurses on staff. Rabbi’s wife came to light the candles on Friday nights and holidays (run by a Jewish organization – though several years ago a friend of mine/husband’s was there and she was RC) and the multi-purpose room converted to a synagogue for holidays and Friday nights/Saturday ams. Lovely decoration. My mom is not a wealthy person so I know it could not be ridiculous in price.
Clover81 about 2 years ago
The real question is: How far is it from your grandchildren? Right now you can see them every single day, if you want.
Daniel Verburg about 2 years ago
The real real question is: do you want to stay in control of your way of life or to you give it in the hands of the ‘animation officer’.
drycurt about 2 years ago
Haven’t found a retirement home that I can afford and has a safe place to keep my vehicles.
johnjoyce about 2 years ago
Oh, this is a lovely comic, Daniel. Well done.
Dani Rice about 2 years ago
I’m with Ben. When my grandfather died, one of my uncles immediately wanted Nana to sell the house and move to Florida with him. My dad stopped that plan. “Everything in that house is a memory. The dent in the newel post, the kitchen paper they picked out together. Let her alone. She’ll decide when she’s ready to move.” She stayed there another 20 years, until her own death.
Darth Stevious about 2 years ago
Some of the residents lack memories too
Patriot Dissenter about 2 years ago
Human warehouse. A virtual prison with no choices. Bad food, draconian Healthcare and forced quarantines
rickmac1937 Premium Member about 2 years ago
Got that right Ben
TheTrueNorth about 2 years ago
In Ontario CAnada there is a push to get rid of “For Profit” retirement homes. A lot of them put profits ahead of care.
walstib Premium Member about 2 years ago
When my spunky mom moved to senior housing, she quickly dumbed down to the lowest common denominator of helpless old people all around her.
KEA about 2 years ago
I’m with him.
cuzinron47 about 2 years ago
Looks good on paper.
Frankie Harvey-Shea about 2 years ago
Memories are the easiest things to pack.
mafastore about 2 years ago
My mom had to move to a assisted living home about a decade or so ago. Dad had died a couple decades before and mom decided that she not be driving any longer so when the lease was up on her car she gave it back. That left her at the mercy of the taxi services in her area as she would NOT call any of us to take any place. Taxi service here is zone billed so if she went to the shopping mall that has a supermarket and a bank branch which is close to her house – it is in the next community and counts as 2 zone fare, if went to same in her community she had to make 2 stops and pay for 3 rides. In addition after she was home alone most of the time due to this situation her mind started to go.
The assisted living my sister found for mom was like “Pleasure Palace” in the movie “Where’s Poppa”. Mom had a 2 room apartment with private bathroom. She could go down for meals or cook (with microwave, no stove) in her apartment or ask to have meals brought to her. It had a movie theater, a crafts room, a library, a coffee house (no charge), bus to various local locations (their bus, not public), and so on. Nurses on staff. Rabbi’s wife came to light the candles on Friday nights and holidays (run by a Jewish organization – though several years ago a friend of mine/husband’s was there and she was RC) and the multi-purpose room converted to a synagogue for holidays and Friday nights/Saturday ams. Lovely decoration. My mom is not a wealthy person so I know it could not be ridiculous in price.