Would you let family members put you in a home

Vala

I have been off-line for a while. I am sorry that you are suffering a loss. I read the post that you sent me and you seem to be working through your sorrow in a positive way. Once again I want you to know that I emphathize with you and if I can give you any comfort or joy with words just send a message.
 

The sad part is she was not getting the care needed at that home , she had to go to the ER, There are other options like a visiting nurse. Some of those nursing homes abuse people

PChrise, my son put my mom in a nursing home as I lived in London, too far for me to look after her. I came up to see her and she had been abused there, so I immediately took her out and contacted the Government, but no one gave me the time of day. They don't want to hear about abuse. I then brought my mom to London and took care of her until she died. She had the best of care with me and we had nurses and help come in so I wouldn't burn out too much. She died peacefully in my arms at the age of 94, she didn't know me the last three years as she had alzheimers.

I would do it all over again without a second thought. I loved taking care of my sweet little mommy. I dream about her all the time. I did it all, just like a nurse, even cleaning her diapers. Nothing bothered me because I loved her dearly. I also took care of my dad years ago, but he didn't have alzheimers and he died at the age of 64.
I took care of one husband before he died also, from kidney failure.

The thought of going in a nursing home terrifies me because of the abuse I saw with my mom. I cannot bear the thoughts of it and I plan to take my own life before that happens. I am not kidding!!!
 
I hope if it ever comes to that the aortic aneurysm grows and bursts and kills me. Yes, I am serious. I don't want to be either in a nursing home or dependent on my daughter who swears she'd never do that to me but I worry faced with the reality, she might. Money would stop her though. It costs twice as much as my pensions for assisted living. I've checked.

I do not want to be a burden to my daughter. I already worry about how much she does for me; she complains because I don't ask her for more and says it would be preferable to worrying about me. She says swallow your pride and ask. I'm getting better at it. I swear.

I even more do not want to be caged until I die in a nursing home. Please, seriously, let the bad heart or the aneurysm take me out.

But we all know it is not that simple, is it? Shudder.
 

Blaze I feel the same way, I have planned my life for different scenarios and have also planned my death. Unless I have a stroke I will not go to a care home.
 
Blaze I feel the same way, I have planned my life for different scenarios and have also planned my death. Unless I have a stroke I will not go to a care home.

Absolutely. And frankly if I ever have a stroke or heart attack, I hope they take me out. We don't get to pick. I do have to get a living will in place.

Blaze, that is my mother's exact same situation, and also how she feels. She has known about an aneurysm for at least 10 years. Never wanted surgery.
I understand completely. :rose:

I hope she lives with it for decades to come! So far, it's been about two for me and it hasn't grown and that's with me not being as good as I should be. I hope I'm happily independent for another 30! But I'll take whatever I get.
 
I will put myself in when the time comes. My Father was so stubborn that Husband and I had to run back and forth between our home and his home (200 miles). He would not move in with us. We couldn't re-locate because of our business. It almost cost my marriage and our business. I will not be that selfish.

My closest Daughter and her husband have a two bedroom house next to their house that my son-in-law's Mother lives in. He has already told me it will be mine after his Mother dies. She is 88, but doing very well. I am 68 and hopefully have time to make the choices I want.
 
I am working on the best (not messy) way to check out when the time comes. I have two older sisters in homes and I will avoid their fate if I have the courage...
 
My wife is currently in a nursing home and given her severe needs for skilled nursing, I see no alternative. I tried to care for her as long as I was able, but what my wife needed was a professional care giver not a hapless husband. I visit my wife daily and have seen no instances of less than competent caring treatment of her. Were I ever in the same sad situation my wife is now I could wish for no more than to be in a nursing home.
 
I trust them to do what's best, I hope they don't have to make a decision like that.
 
I share with Ralphy a willingness to check out in dignified way at a time of my own choosing. This option, however, becomes less tenable with the onset of early senility and I imagine I'm headed in that direction with no particularly painful terminal illness on my horizon. I sometime wish a had a friend I could entrust with the responsibility make the decisions and take the necessary actions if I became too senile to do it myself. I'm close to both of my sons but I'm unwilling to burden them with such a responsibility. I few days of unremitting pain would go a long way to focusing my mind on this very important issue.
 
Well, the boyfriend's mother was released from the rehabilitation unit today and either had to go home alone (impossible) or enter the nursing home wing. After two days of strife and stress, tears and yelling, she has agreed to move temporarily into the nursing home until the other brother comes and gets her to go home with him several states away. The nursing home is $8000 a month. She does not have the money to stay there more than two months. She has finally agreed to let us sell her house and put the money away in case she needs to go into a nursing home there. We're going to have to get the house fixed up and on he market FAST!

My mom had the foresight to put her house and property into a trust several years ago. When she has to go on Medicaid, they cannot take her house away as she doesn't own it....the trust does. We might have to sell it to make up the difference between what Medicaid will pay and what the right nursing home will charge, but we won't be FORCED to do so.
 
I was on dialysis for 8 months. That was 24 years ago. I had a renal transplant. I am 60, and I wont go through it again, not at my age and condition. I get around pretty good, now. I am an avid shooter. When I think I am getting to the point that I can't function much longer, I am taking myself out.

Farms are set up for the kids, plenty of life ins. bills paid, I had a good run. I am going out on my terms. I always told the kids I am climbing up the silo and jumping, but may not be able to get that done.

Gene
 
I wouldn't mind going into a place like a community surrounded by a hospital where you buy the house temporarily until you pass away and then they resell it again. I can't think what they call those places, but I have known people that have done this and they seem to be good with it when I have spoken with the, I also like assisted living. My Mom stayed in one for three months while healing from a broken hip and replacement and my Sister and I had to almost drag her out of the place when it was time for her to leave. But, for a nursing home, where I would be exclusively in bed, No, thanks. Laying in a bed waiting to die is not what I have in mind before I leave this sweet earth.

Oh, yeah, I just thought of those places that I was trying to remember what they are called. Retirement Villages. I visited my Aunt and Uncle in one years back and they were both well satisfied.
 
As I just recommended in another thread, if it's at all possible, everyone should have long term care insurance to cover home health aides, nursing homes, assisted living, etc.
 
Family doesn't have to. We have LTCi policies, and we plan to eventually sell our SFH and downsize to a CCRC (continuing care retirement community). We've been doing our homework on retirement/eldercare issues for the last 15 yrs, lol. We had 7 yrs of "practice" with my DH's mother, as follows:


My widowed MIL lived with us from 2006, when she sold her beloved home, but it was never an optimal place for her. We had to eventually face the reality of her moderate dementia. She kept saying, "Oh, those are places you go to die. I'll know when I'm ready to go into one!"

But she DIDN'T know. She couldn't; she could manage day-to-day small things, but she had lost the ability to handle her finances or legal issues. Making decisions was anxiety-producing and stressful.

We could not, and refused to, make promises that would eventually be against her best interests. Those decisions weren't easy for us to make. But she needed what we could not give her, and we had to acknowledge that. To do otherwise was unfair to her.

After over a year of intense research into nearby Asst. Living/full nursing facilities, in Nov 2013 she moved into a nearby facility we had selected. At first reluctant, within a month she was in love with her sunny bright studio, her new furniture, the excellent food (on a schedule that never changed, unlike how we eat), the wonderful staff, the many residents who considered her "the young one" - at age 85!

She became a whiz at bingo and bocce ball, surprising everyone. Her friends and family commented to us that it was the first time since her husband died, that they had seen her return to her previous good spirits. We visited every week, met her new friends, ate meals with her in the dining room or took her out for Asian food. Christmas 2014 my whole family came to the Xmas lunch buffet and we had a table for twenty. She was so happy and proud, showing her apartment off and telling them about how busy she was every day with the many activities.

She died unexpectedly in March 2015. She was still in Asst Lvg, with what's called Level 1 help (medication management and bathing assistance). It is amazing and touching how many people at the facility, both staff and residents, have come up to us to say how special she was, and much they will miss her laughter and cheerfulness.

It took us a year to find the right facility for my MIL. It is not something one should contemplate lightly. It is not just what the foyer looks like, or what the sales reps promise. It involves spending time and researching everything, from the facility's reputation/state quality ranking/finances/staff turnover, to how the night staff acts towards residents.

When we visited facilities, we asked to see everything, including the Memory Care and Skilled Nursing units. We investigated the staff turnover ratios, and checked how well the facility was rated by both federal and state guidelines.

Jumping into the facility nearest to one's home, or because the sales literature promises everything your heart desires, is like picking a doctor or lawyer by throwing a dart at an open phonebook. You might be lucky, but the chances are equally good you might not.

The lesson we took away from my MIL's senior years was: so many Boomers make the promise of "Okay, we'll never put you in a home." What they don't realize is that sometimes one's home is NOT always the best place.

All of us need not only family, but also friends - people that share common interests, who are willing to discuss today's weather for 20 minutes every morning, to share sudoku games and TV's "Jeopardy" show. Who can remember the same old songs. Who know what it's like to be old and a little scared of what the future might bring.

When you think about life as an elder, remember that all four "legs of the chair" - health, legal, financial, and social - are equally important. Going early (if 85 can be considered 'early') to a facility meant MIL was still active and could make new friends, even learn new things.

We are grateful that the last year of her life was one of the happiest, and that we were right to stand firm and make what was truly the best decision for her.
 
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I have an aunt who was placed in a nursing home at 68 a couple years ago. Dementia (I noticed she was becoming difficult to converse with...I'd been cautioned), not able to take care her of her own hygiene on a consistent basis, sometimes physically violent (attacking husband and daughter), throwing objects. She could not be left alone…..insisted on cooking but started a fire in the kitchen bad enough to call fire dept.

It’s a good nursing home from what I hear. They visit her every day and usually have a meal with her.

Me….I would not have a problem going to a nursing home or assisted living if the time comes.
 


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