Autumn is a time of change. That probably seems trite and obvious, and certainly it’s a trait shared by all the seasons, at least where I live in the Pacific Northwest. But the transitions of fall always feel most jarring.
The growing use of a lazy trend in text communications makes me weep for the future of real compassion and empathy.
How can listening to opera possibly improve the cognitive function of dementia patients? Notice I didn’t ask whether. According to McKnight’s, Chinese researchers are proving the point, and who am I to argue? You’ll notice that opera characters who express strong opinions generally die. I love opera, so getting to listen to it all the…
That’s right, it’s my birthday. I’ll pause just long enough for you to feel bad about not yet wishing me a happy one.
Our long-term care facilities are apparently under ongoing attack, and we desperately need a hero.
Over the years, I’ve had my favorite senior care residents. Many of them. Anyone who works in this profession probably has some too. I’m particularly drawn to those who are funny, optimistic, resilient, articulate and who smile a lot. No surprise there, as those are areas in need of frequent augmentation in my own life. …
Call it a blessing or a curse, but give me a life experience, and I’ll connect it to long-term care in 300 words, or your money back.
It might be best to start creating some ground rules for how we’ll be observing PDPM Day in the future.
Resist the urge to rush outside and attach jumper cables to your earlobes — for now.
Every nursing home administrator probably has a favorite story of a resident whose state of health and happiness was transformed by experiencing the unconditional love of an animal. It’s universal, like the healing power of music. Usually it’s joy-dispensing dogs or cats that wander facilities, though I’ve seen a llama led from room to room…
