Part 1 of Dump The Drafts, continued from yesterdays post.
Heritage Park Rehab was next door to Blake Hospital and both less than 2 miles from home. I walked next door and ask for a tour, And was shown the bed and it looked so cozy. I decided for convenience to choose this home.
The half room we were in was so tiny, I i had to put my chair where his tray is, shove the in the corner. After hour of sitting there, I escaped to The Sunny and oh so beautiful, Atrium Hall, which is how the Tour Started, from the front desk and down this hall to the cozy bed.
The Tour was a carefully orchestrated LIE!
Each day while bob was in therapy gym, I sat with my feet up and enjoyed the view, making notes in a notebook of the HORRORS of this rehab home and writing down names and dates of the neglect i saw there over 20 days. I stayed long hours because they knew I was watching. It was the hours from 11 to 7, the dark nights were made darker by the neglect of the night aids.
I was thankful for this hall and for the many sweet patients I met and made friends with. The hall was full of them, dosing in the sun. For Privacy sake, there are no photos.
I made several good friends, 4 of them that I actually miss our talks.
Dorothy, across the hall from Bob's room was my 2nd escape and she gave me so much information on how and what and when to do things, she was a Wikipedia of info on Medical Needs and where to get them. Her husband died 2 years ago from cancer and was in a hospital bed at home for 6 months and then she got cancer and was in the same bed for 6 months. Her visit to this home was a fall that sprained her shoulder, and hip, and she was in rehab for a few weeks until the arm healed.
The list is long of the things she taught me, and for her I will be forever grateful. She was a God-Send, a shoulder to cry on and a wealth of info and love. We bonded quickly, she was the same age as I am.
The view at the end of my feet was beautiful.
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This beauty belies a dark and dangerous heart. Wolf in sheep's clothing.
I know that was a horrible experience for both you and Bob, but I'm glad you made some friends there. Thank you for writing. Prayers and much love.
its good when someone steps in when this moments happen and we feel so lost and sad... maybe such people are really sent from heaven...
Hello,
It is sad to hear this place was so horrible. Patients should feel safe and well cared for. I am glad you met Dorothy!
Take care, wishing you a good day.
That does look like a nice facility. With the exception of the tiny room of course. A shame that they took such horrible care of the people who were there.
It’s tragic that for profit facilities such as this masquerade in this way, deceiving people and draining their bank accounts. I am glad that there were a few bright spots, Sandra, and that the time spent there benefitted in new friendships.
I'm glad you made a record of everything you saw and heard in that 'home.' I'm sure you were as much a joy to others as they were to you.
Hari Om
Is there an authority you can report your observations to? I am so glad you found folk to help ease the agonies of that time... YAM xx
That hall is so nice! Well done them. I would hover there often too if I had to be there. Good pics.
Love. 🍂
It's sad that a place can look so nice and yet be so bad. Glad you were there for Bob's sake and that you made some friends.
What a nice sunroom...I am so sorry that such a nice view was only a cover up for such a horribly run institution!
hugs!
Beth
It's good to hear you found some friends to help you through your ordeal at that rehab place.
Sandra I think you chose well. What a lovely atrium for you...I hope Bob was agreeable to being pushed out there each day too.
Hugs Cecilia
At least you had a pretty view there and hooray for a good list. Hugs from all of us.
I'm so happy you found Dorothy. A Godsend indeed.
What a beautiful place.
Have a fabulous day and week, Sandra. Big hug to you, prayers for Bob and lots of scritches to Beau. ♥
While my late mother never had to endure the abuse you witnessed, there was certainly obvious indifference ... these places only care about booking heads-in-beds (old hotel term). I'm so glad you crossed paths with that caring lady!
I'm glad you made this post, if only to remember. It is a shame what people have to endure. I am so glad you made friends with that one woman.
We are presently going through these kind of things with Sam's dad. I will say that it is a most difficult thing. The photo of the room with all of the windows seems like it would bring a lot of happiness...I'm the kind that I need Light when things are difficult.
Dear Sandra :)
I'm so glad you met Dorothy and you two became friends, It's good to talk especially with someone as sympathetic knowledgeable and helpful as she is. God sent for sure
Hugs
Sonjia.
It seems like Dorothy was your angel for that time in the facility. Thank the Lord for her and the few others that helped get you through that nightmare.
So sad that people can be treated with so little compassion and good care. So sad.
I'm glad that Bob can be home now even though its very difficult.
You know I am praying for you 3 all the time.
(((hugs)))
Sue
Good to find someone to be a guide - you weren't completely alone reinventing a wheel.
It sounds like Dorothy was a God send. Looks can be deceiving can't they? It looks gorgeous as far as rehab hospitals go, but I have heard other places having horror stories, sad to say.
When The Good Lord lets us go through a trial, He sends help. It sounds like Dorothy was your Barnabas, Silas and Epaphroditus all rolled into one.
I love how much she taught you and shared with you. This is a wonderful, wonderful thing. Love the foot shot too. What a great place to take a beat and have some quiet. Huggs and love to you!!!!!
I know this time was a very dark chapter in your lives. I am thankful Bob survived it and is at home with you now, even thought I know things are not exactly "perfect", but at least you are "in charge" of his care and don't have to worry all night about his neglect. I love the nice atrium area that you had to sit in while you were there...at least it was a bit of a bright spot, that, and the friend you made , Dorothy,, who was such an encourager to you. God knows what we need and how to provide. Continued prayers for you both. (((HUGS)))
Pity that the rest of the place did not live up to that atrium ♥
I'm glad you met Dorothy. Sorry about the horrors you experienced there. I'm trying to catch up from being on vacation and I see you have a lot of new posts.
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