A breach of good manners is what I often encounter when I go to the nursing home to visit my great aunt. I can genuinely identify why folks are always suing nursing homes. I so get it! It's ineffable how I feel about nursing homes right now. Some of them are the antithesis of debonair. No, I am not articulating they are all horrible places with a few sprinkles of disgusting. What I am saying is, you have to take substantial sips of advocating for your loved ones if the alternative is to have them in the care of a nursing home facility. My Aunt Mable is my granny Lula’s big sister. It’s an honor to snuggle up close to the history my Aunt Mable represents. She shares her life with me when I go to see her. Aunt Mable is 102 dips of remarkable. My aunt is in her right mind. It may take Aunt Mable a minute to respond to questions but she always gets it right. Aunt Mable desires to meet President Barack Obama in light of Obama being the first African American leader of the United States.
I absolutely loathe going to visit her in the place where she currently resides. Oh and get this, the place is very fancy on the inside. Please don’t be misled by that. The leadership is hurting in lack. Most of these type of accommodations has a hard time finding good workers. Why? They have an extremely high-turnover. They can’t keep decent workers. This shortage disrupts the lives of the seniors or people they are charged with taking care of. I need to tell you about the one time I was at the place where my aunt is. The young CNA female was changing her. Instead of walking over to the trash can to put the dirty diaper in the trash like normal folks do, the young Certified Nursing Assistant tossed it and she missed the trash can. The dirty diaper landed on the floor. Lord have mercy! You know I alerted her about her missed opportunity to place the diaper in the trash. She stated to me that she knew. She left the dirty unsanitary diaper on the floor. After she was done changing my aunt (a few minutes) she walked over and then placed the diaper in the trash can. Fluent laziness was in the air. She didn’t see any problem with her actions at all. She knew I was in the room. I took a picture of it. I also contacted the Director of Nursing on the matter. Another time one of the workers was passing out night gowns and instead of placing the attire on my aunt’s dresser she (again) tossed it and missed. It landed on the floor like my aunt was not a human being. I was irritated. I politely told her she missed. I was firm but nice. I asked her to come pick it up and place it on my aunts dresser. Why would she throw anything is beyond me. I asked her to please treat my aunt like it was her great aunt, mother, or family member. She did comply but she had the nerve to have an attitude. The list is relentless with some of these nursing home workers. It is non-stop. Each time I go visit my great aunt there is always an issue. My cousin came to visit our great aunt and they gave my aunt food with molded bread. Of course she took a picture of it. I am not telling you about what any experts have declared. I am telling my personal testimony about the nursing home facility I've experienced. There are good workers. The problem is, the bad ones outnumber the good ones. Thankfully, my granny Lula had a lot of kids. She was blessed to create a strong bloodline that looks out for our Aunt Mable. Each time we visit we support our Aunt Mable in all of her needs. After all she is 102, dang. Can we show at least a little (no a lot) reverence.
If you are thinking about putting your loved ones in any nursing home please beware.
What is it that you get? Do you allow sips of understanding to slip by you with no evidence of empathy and dips of sympathy attached to your humanity?
I absolutely loathe going to visit her in the place where she currently resides. Oh and get this, the place is very fancy on the inside. Please don’t be misled by that. The leadership is hurting in lack. Most of these type of accommodations has a hard time finding good workers. Why? They have an extremely high-turnover. They can’t keep decent workers. This shortage disrupts the lives of the seniors or people they are charged with taking care of. I need to tell you about the one time I was at the place where my aunt is. The young CNA female was changing her. Instead of walking over to the trash can to put the dirty diaper in the trash like normal folks do, the young Certified Nursing Assistant tossed it and she missed the trash can. The dirty diaper landed on the floor. Lord have mercy! You know I alerted her about her missed opportunity to place the diaper in the trash. She stated to me that she knew. She left the dirty unsanitary diaper on the floor. After she was done changing my aunt (a few minutes) she walked over and then placed the diaper in the trash can. Fluent laziness was in the air. She didn’t see any problem with her actions at all. She knew I was in the room. I took a picture of it. I also contacted the Director of Nursing on the matter. Another time one of the workers was passing out night gowns and instead of placing the attire on my aunt’s dresser she (again) tossed it and missed. It landed on the floor like my aunt was not a human being. I was irritated. I politely told her she missed. I was firm but nice. I asked her to come pick it up and place it on my aunts dresser. Why would she throw anything is beyond me. I asked her to please treat my aunt like it was her great aunt, mother, or family member. She did comply but she had the nerve to have an attitude. The list is relentless with some of these nursing home workers. It is non-stop. Each time I go visit my great aunt there is always an issue. My cousin came to visit our great aunt and they gave my aunt food with molded bread. Of course she took a picture of it. I am not telling you about what any experts have declared. I am telling my personal testimony about the nursing home facility I've experienced. There are good workers. The problem is, the bad ones outnumber the good ones. Thankfully, my granny Lula had a lot of kids. She was blessed to create a strong bloodline that looks out for our Aunt Mable. Each time we visit we support our Aunt Mable in all of her needs. After all she is 102, dang. Can we show at least a little (no a lot) reverence.
If you are thinking about putting your loved ones in any nursing home please beware.
- Make sure you are vigilant (family members faces need to be seen)
- Ask lots of questions (Talk to the Administrators, Doctors, and Nurse)
- Call them out on their unprofessionalism (Stop throwing stuff please.)
- Make sure your loved ones have NO bruises, changed and clean
- Make sure they are eating the right food (They will give the wrong food)
- Make sure you take pictures and document EVERYTHING
What is it that you get? Do you allow sips of understanding to slip by you with no evidence of empathy and dips of sympathy attached to your humanity?
