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This is my experiences of different care environments which may help or not to get an idea of what some places are or are not
Also if visiting a care home to look around, try and get chatting to other families with relatives and get the real lo down "if they were placing their loved one there right now, what would they want to know about the place that they know at this point?"
- Supported mental health accommodation
- Nursing home 1 / Nursing home 2
- Home carers = Agency 1 / 2 / 3
Back when I was in my 20s I spent a month in mental health supported accommodation as an alternative to being admitted to hospital again. I hated it. However after the month they thought it was helpful and would be benefitical to me and so offered me a supported flat in the complex, I turned it down as I was determined to “show them”.
had my first stay for respite in a nursing home when I was 38 due to physical and neurological condition going downhill but not needing hospital as nothing they could do to help at that point only wait till attack passed which would be weeks and I needed full on care. It would be weeks and local hosptials would complain again about inapropriate admissions.
The social worker got me into the nearest care home and in total over the past 5 years I had 5 stays (3 in this place and 2 in another). My stays have been funded by social services.
Nursing home1 NH1) looking back was regimented, I was taken for a shower even though I didnt want one as all residents had a shower on Mondays. I verbally protested and was told I would feel better afterwards (I didnt as I had trouble getting warm for days and had finally warmed up and was now back to freezing after the shower)
They forgot to bring me a couple of meals to my room and the kitchen cooks was a couple of care assistants taken off the floor each day to cook for the residents. This was a large care provider and nursing home had about 60 residents. One of the evenings where I missed the evening meal, one of the carers was sent to make her speciality meal, I couldnt eat it – scrambled egg sandwiches -not toasted. Another evening a friend was coming to visit just before teatime so I asked him to bring in fish and chips from the chippy in the town, about 2 mins after he brought them in my tea arrived plated up with my fish and chips, literally 2 fishfingers and about 4 chips. Friend made sure someone brought me in food every evening.
The buzzers in the room went mostly unanswered and as I was mostly confined to bed due to condition at times when I needed staff, I ended up having to phone the outside line to ask them to come around to me. I had 4 different occassions where I woke up to people trying to get into the bed with me, now I wasnt in the EMI / dementia end of NH1, I was the far end away from it. I was also unable to move properly and heavily medicated esp at night. I also had another man that it felt like every single time I would be left alone in the room on the commode so I could do my things, he would open the door come in and stand and look at me and then walk off again, leaving the door wide open, id have to shout behind the care assistants to close it even when like that.
My meds are done up in a dossette by my local chemist, the chemist phoned me on mobile to query why there was extra x and y ordered, I said I didnt know as I was currently in x nursing home for respite. When I asked the main nurse on duty, I got patronised with “he shouldnt have been bothering you with that my dear”. The chemist communicates with me on a weekly basis as when he does up my dossette box there is more than 350 tablets involved so its quite complex to make sure I get the right treatments at the right time.
There was a petrol station up the road about 200 metres with a shop and cafe, I said to one of the staff that my friend was going to take me up there in wheelchair, the deputy manager nearly had a coronary and making a fuss about how I couldnt leave the premises in case anything happened to me and that maybe friend could get me whatever I wanted in shop. In her eyes it was 10 times worse that it was friend and not a family member. Im not a child. It was only my body wasnt working, I bit my tongue tho.
I got a telling off from a care assistant for sitting on a low windowsill along a corridor where I was trying to walk with frame, yeah I was making the place look untidy, apologies for being there.
I got wheeled a couple of times into the big living room, to be socialble, yeah all the wheelchairs facing Jeremy Kyle and other afternoon TV at full volume in case people in the town couldnt hear it
Nursing home (NH2) was a different kettle of fish. As I was respite I was in a room whereever there was space and spent both stays on dementia unit, one was 5 weeks and the other was 4 months.
I could have a shower whenever I wanted as long as there was enough staff on the floor for someone to help me.
Food was plentiful and very edible. They had a cook and assistant, who between them worked 8am – 6pm. There was also a cooked breakfast every morning.
They offered me the wifi code from the office as long as I didnt give it to staff who would be using net at work.
Buzzers were answered fast. They encouraged me to manage meds as best possible within their limits and liaised with others on my behalf when I couldnt.
When I wanted to go out for a while, I got a taxi into the local town and spent a few hours maybe having something to eat or a bit of shopping or people watching, I was encouraged to treat it like home. If I wanted to go out socially any night I was there, I just needed to ring the desk when close to NH2 to say I needed front door opened and depending on what time it was we might leave out certain meds or if I had alcoholtaken.
During this stay which was the 4 month one, I also moved house. The stay came after I was released from a 3 week hospital stay but was too unwell to go back home to a care package that had broken down so would have no support but was well enough to be discharged. I knew I had an end in sight and would be coming back to the community to live, that made things easier.
Home carers
Agency 1 – they took on the package with knowledge that 2 carers would be needed at short notice on many occassions due to changes in my condition, (which can change in literally 10 mins from functioning to fully dependant) however it turned out they needed a weeks notice when I was going to have a change and need 2 – it didnt work for this reason
Agency 2 – 2 carers at each call, (shudder) actually im still traumatised by these “carers” as not worthy of the name,
Agency 3 – brilliant, its 2 full years today and only 3 problems in that time, 2 by the same person on her first 2 days despite being experienced but 2 massive ones (fire risk, security breach) – not allowed back to me
and end of last year (cat got a tablet by mistake, cat had only started chewing it but it turned out to a med which is also used in veterinary medicine, cat is fine)