If I had unlimited funds to start and maintain a business, I would open a nursing home. But this wouldn’t be just any nursing home run by a corporation whose bottom line is money and not the elderly and infirmed residents who live there. In my facility, caring and not money would truly be the heart of the matter. My facility probably wouldn’t have the capacity that many large, corporate-run homes do, but with a smaller population and more staff members, each person could have more individual attention.
The facility would be all on one floor and divided into four or five units, each with the capacity of twelve residents. Each resident would have his or her own room with an attached bathroom that wouldn’t just contain a toilet and sink but also a roll-in shower. Each unit would have one tub room in case a person prefers a bath instead of a shower.
Each room would also have its own phone, and wireless Internet service would be readily available. Of course, many nursing home residents are unable to use the Internet, but for those few such as my late husband who would benefit, the service would be there. Family members could use it when they come to visit.
Each unit would have its own nurse’s station, dining room, and a lounge with recliners where residents could watch TV or just relax and read a book. Each recliner, like each room, would be outfitted with a call button to make it easier for residents to request assistance when necessary.
Residents would be able to choose what they want to eat each day. At mealtime, a menu would be given to them or read to them if necessary, and their choices would be served restaurant-style.
Residents suffering from dementia would be placed in a locked unit, no different from the others except that all staff working in this unit, including therapists and activity specialists, would have had specialized training in helping residents with dementia.
Of course, my facility wouldn’t have to be a permanent home. It would offer respite care and rehabilitation. The therapy department would have all the necessary equipment and even a swimming pool of no more than five feet, where residents could participate in water therapy and water exercise classes. There could even be a hot tub.
Last but not least, my facility would have a large, centrally located activity room. One half of the room would contain chairs and tables for bingo and social events. The other half would be open and used for church services and other group activities. Any resident from any unit would be able to attend any activity and be notified of events in advance.
Of course, money doesn’t grow on trees or flow freely from a stream. But isn’t it fun to dream of what you could do with a never-ending supply? If you’d like to know more about the nursing home where my late husband recovered from his strokes, you can read My Ideal Partner: How I Met, Married, and Cared for the Man I Loved Despite Debilitating Odds.
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Thanks to Stevie Turner for inspiring the above post. In this week’s Open Book Blog Hop, she asks what kind of business you would start if you had unlimited funding. To learn how you can participate on your own blog, click here.
By the way, for those of you who use the National Library Services for the Blind and Print Disabled, The Red Dress is available for download from their site here. No matter how you read it, please be sure to review it wherever you can. That goes for all my books. Thank you for stopping by. Stay safe, happy, and healthy.
New! The Red Dress
Copyright July 2019 by DLD Books
When Eve went to her high school senior prom, she wore a red dress that her mother had made for her. That night, after dancing with the boy of her dreams, she caught him in the act with her best friend. Months later, Eve, a freshman in college, is bullied into giving the dress to her roommate. After her mother finds out, their relationship is never the same again.
Twenty-five years later, Eve, a bestselling author, is happily married with three children. Although her mother suffers from dementia, she still remembers, and Eve still harbors the guilt for giving the dress away. When she receives a Facebook friend request from her old college roommate and an invitation to her twenty-five-year high school class reunion, then meets her former best friend by chance, she must confront the past in order to face the future.
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Sounds like a wonderful nursing home, Abbie!
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Thank you, Stevie. I appreciate your comment.
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Tay, asbsolutely. There’s no end to the good that can happen when we take money out of the picture.
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I quite agree with you. Frankly, I think money is overrated. Thank you for reading and commenting.
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and I’m sorry about my typo – I should always re-read one more time before hitting Send!
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Please don’t worry about the typo. We are all only human. If I had a dollar for every typo I’ve ever made, I would open that nursing home.
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I love this idea. It is the kind of too good to be true place that I would like to go to some day if it came to that.
Of course now that I myself am an entrepreneur, my thoughts tend to wonder about how it would sustain itself.
Best thing I could come up with is to have the people who are able and inclined to work. If someone has a wood working past or hobby allow them to work, they could even cover part of their living costs that way.
Even if someone could only read, or knit, that could work to help.
Anyway, love the idea.
Call the place Happy Abbie’s. LOL
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I like your ideas, Casey. Of course, I know this isn’t realistic, but it was fun to dream about how it could be. Thank you for reading and commenting.
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Reblogged this on Campbells World and commented:
Here on this #WordPressWednesday morning, Abbie’s manifesting.
Let’s have a look at what she’s dreaming of.
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A beautiful vision of something we should strive for.
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Thank you. I appreciate your comment.
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When we were doing Books on Wheels – currently suspended due to Covid – for the housebound we visited several nursing homes. One was an old house and the home run by Rotary. The first time we went in the manager was just saying ‘Would you.like a sherry before lunch Mr Jones?’ Our Lady we visited had a small room but window onto the garden so she could see the flowers and hear the birds.
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How nice! It’ll be wonderful when libraries can resume homebound services again. Thank you for commenting.
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Sounds like an amazing place!
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I’m sure it would be if it were possible. Thank you for reading and commenting.
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The nursing home my grandmother was in was a converted big old house. I think there were probably a maximum of about a dozen patients. The upstairs was more like assistive living and the downstairs for patients who were in need of more care. It didn’t offer all the extras your home would, but it had wonderful dark wood and a personality that today’s ‘modern’ facilities could never offer.
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This sounds great! Thank you for reading and commenting.
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If I have to go into a nursing home, I hope it will be your one. Thanks for following my blog, and good luck with your book.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Well, I doubt I’ll open that nursing home. It was just a dream, but maybe someday, someone else will open such a facility. Who knows? Thank you for reading and commenting.
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I was just dreaming too, Abbie. I doubt I will live to be old enough to need a nursing home, but you never know. 🙂
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I know what you mean. In fact, I hope I die before I need a nursing home.
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