My resident view of nursing home life of over 21 years. Kathleen Mears won the 2016 American College of Health Care Administrators (ACHCA) Journalism Award winner for her blog at iadvanceseniorcare.com which began in 2008.
Thursday, February 23, 2017
The new screen gives me hope.
I remember coming to this nursing home over six years ago. Being involuntarily discharged is horrible enough, but moving 80 miles away is a life altering experience.
This town is a county seat and so is of moderate size. When we came through the downtown area and just kept going, I wondered where this nursing home was.
When we made a turn, I noticed that some of the homes were not kept up very well. I thought I was going to the "little nursing home in the ghetto".
I have to admit when we pulled into the driveway of this one floor building I looked at it with wonder. Then I noticed there appeared to be lint on the window screens. It was a beautiful late September day and I could dally a bit looking. It's not strange to see lint close to maybe one window in a nursing home. But seeing it in most of the screens was strange.
After a few days here, I looked around. There isn't much of anywhere to look out except outside the back dining room where there are larger windows which face the street. Since I cannot eat by myself, and must be fed, I cannot go onto the patio during a meal. I really don't think I've been out there ever. I just sit near the door and look out the windows.
Outside my room there is a small window that faces the front. There is also a door that is an egress but only for people who ambulate. You see, there are several stairs. I wonder why that was not re-landscaped and ramped a long time ago. It could even have a deck with a bilevel wooden ramp. I guess somebody isn't thinking. I know everything costs money. But just think how nice it would look and how functional it would be.
As I looked out that window, six years ago that first weekend. I noticed there were tears horizontally in the bottom of the screen. There were also other spots that looked like maybe an outside cat had scratched at the window. I remember I sat there trying to figure out who or what would've made those marks in the screen. I didn't think it was from birds. But you never know.
Since I have to wait usually for care from the aides, many days I stitched that tear in the screen up with embroidery thread in my mind. I wondered if anyone thought of that. We could have almost made a project out of it. Residents could have used embroidery thread tied in different ways to repair the screens. Oh I know that's weird – but it's also funny.
Today something strange happened. Someone decided that the screens needed to be replaced. I don't know if they just put new screening in the old frames, or bought all new screen panes.
I was so surprised when the maintenance guy walked down my hall, opened the window, removed the old screen, and put in the new one.
I went over there and sat by the window. I realized I can see out better now. There aren't little gaps, lines, and holes in the landscape now.
It's great to see improvement, even if it is slow in coming. When I saw that new screen going in, it gave me hope.
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