Getting The Boot

Kris had a meeting scheduled at the Arboretum to go over her dad’s care, or so she thought.  The funny thing is we joked that we bet they were going to tell us that her dad was too much for them now, or required more care than they could provide and tell us we had to move him.  We thought this because recently we had been complaining about his condition when we would show up to visit.  His clothes were filthy, he looked like he hadn’t been shaved in a week, his hair was a mess, and he sort of smelled bad.  So we figured that the management there was fed up with us complaining about the care he was getting so they were just going to cut him loose.  Well that is exactly what happened.

Kris showed up and was met by the Facility Director, the Director of Nursing, along with his Family Care case manager and physical therapists.  They (the director and DON) proceeded to tell Kris and the case manager and therapists, Bob was unable to do this, couldn’t do that, and the staff couldn’t do “X”, blah, blah, blah.  When the therapists or Kris attempted to contradict what they were telling them, or make a case to the contrary they were shut down.  Ultimately they said he was being given 30-day notice to find a different place to live.

What a joke!  He has been there for a total of six years now and his care has steadily been going downhill.  The place has actually gone thru at least three directors that I can recall, and he is on the third director of nursing in the memory care unit in the two years he has been there.  What does that say about the place? 

I like to look at it as a blessing in disguise as at least we can find a place that may actually care for him.  But the problem is, now we have to find a place for him, and since he is on assistance now, those choices become limited.  Correction, very limited.