On February 4, 1974, the night Patty Hearst was kidnapped by the Symbionese Liberation Army, I was a 23-year-old Soto Zen Buddhist monastic novitiate, studying under the auspices of Reverend Master Jiyu Kennett, Roshi of Shasta Abbey, Mt. Shasta, California.
When my mother reached the age of 100, I had to place her in a nursing home.
Steve Moran, I secretly wonder how much of your enchantment with the nursing home sector is born of quid pro quo generosity.
Buoyed by astonishingly low expectations and a reimbursement system that literally pays them for making their patients sicker and weaker, nursing homes represent the one part of our health care system that has seen little substantive change in more than a half a century.
The second half of my working life stretches out in front of me and I no longer feel the need to censor my words and my deeds. I am a nursing home abolitionist and, going forward, I intend to act like one.
After twelve years living with Parkinson’s in an Assisted Living facility, I’d like to report that going toe-to-toe with death has become just another fact of life. But it hasn’t. In fact, the older I get (now 64), the more I dig in with all the tenacity I can muster to stave off what I know is natural and inevitable.
It’s 11:00 PM and I write these words on my iPad while sitting in my bed at the Phoebe Ministries nursing home/rehab complex in Allentown, Penn.
Martin Bayne transfered successfully to his new nursing home. The good news is he got a private room (probably the only one in the building). Otherwise, he reports the food is terrible and the atmosphere is worse.
Martin Bayne called me from the hospital today asking if ChangingAging would help him chronicle his journey of recovery as he transitions to a nursing home to regain adequate health and mobility to return to his home at Sacred Heart Assisted Living.
The past several years have led me farther and farther away from the pulse of activity relating to culture change in LTC. Although there is a part of me that misses being deeply involved, watching from the sidelines has given me a unique perspective on what is happening in the movement.
Here’s an idea for every residential aging facility that struggles with ambient despair that masks itself as “activity indifference” (the resident spends her entire day in her room or a chair in the main lobby avoiding activities and other residents).
A generous reading of the “Baby Boom’s” most important contribution to contemporary society is its enduring endorsement of the power of choice to create a better future.
It’s an old song. Georgia liked to shuffle about to it in the Common Room, which was what they call the area next to the Dining Room. Georgia called that one the PeePee Room and the other the Slops Room. So you can guess she wasn’t wild about being at Sunny Meadows.
I just had the pleasant surprise of learning that Dr. Bill Thomas would be featured on NPR’s All Things Considered tonight discussing The Green House Project. I learned this thanks to a tweet from ChangingAging Blogstream member Martha Stettinius (@InsideDementia) when I regained cell reception after a two hour drive through canyon country to Grand Junction, Colo. It still amazes… Read more →
A recent article in McKnight’s Long Term Care magazine highlights a study that concludes it is safe in most cases to eliminate antipsychotic drugs.
A recent survey asks “Would you recommend this (skilled nursing) facility as a place to work?” Not surprisingly, there’s a 20 percent gap between administrators and CNAs.
Nearly every home health care agency or senior care facility will tell you that they offer person-centered care. But what does that mean?
Aging in community presents a viable and appealing third option to institutional long-term care or “aging-in-place” that fosters and draws on social capital.
The Robert Wood Johnson Foundation released results from a pilot study showing that Green House project homes save Medicare $1,300 to $2,300 per home resident annually.
If you listen closely enough, you will hear the word “my” used very often in the long term care world. In particular, “my resident” is often used in nursing homes.