Visiting the Nursing Home

My sister has been a resident of a local Nursing Home for almost two years now. She had been ill for years before she suffered a life-threatening incident. For two months, my sister was unconscious before being transferred from the Trauma Unit to the Nursing Home. She is fortunate in being in a Facility that is concerned for all aspects of her well-being.

The Dietician sees that my sister has the types of foods that she can tolerate in her condition. If a food product is not agreeable, it is taken from her diet. The Medical Team dispenses medications on time; the Physical Therapist makes sure my sister goes through the treatments that she needs to prevent stiffness and immobility. The Recreational Therapist visits regularly. She is such a joy when she comes around. Always kidding around with my sister, and all of her patients. My Nursing Home visits are so tramatic for me. I still, in my mind, see my sister as she always was in her pre-sick days; vibrant, mischevious, so full of life. It is important to see her being cared for so lovingly and unselfishly. Life takes on some dramatic twists and turns and we can never foresee them until they actually transpire. When I visit, I smile at every patient I come in contact with. I also pray for them inwardly. They are all so precious. We never know when and if we'll be taking their place. Only time will tell.