Opinion / The Northern Virginia Daily/nvdaily.com
Letter to the Editor: Be careful, your children choose your nursing home
In July, I wrecked a motor scooter and broke my humorous bone in my arm - not humorous to me. I was receiving therapy and then fell down the basement steps and broke three vertebrae in my back.
My heroes from the Fort Valley Fire Department took me to Shenandoah Memorial Hospital. I remember them sliding me onto the X-ray table and not much else until they took me across the road to a nursing home. They took me to my room, where my name was already on the door ¬ - I was impressed. I was there for rehab and was getting a taste of nursing home life before the kids choose a permanent one.
Staff members came into the room and explained the rules and regulations. One was on smoking. You could smoke outside if a staff member determined you were a safe smoker and if someone took you out.
A nursing assistant came in and my roommate whispered to her, "that woman is a smoker and she will be smoking in here. You better watch her." They assured her I would not be smoking in the room, but she told the next person who came in the same thing and was again reassured that wouldn't happen.
I had not heard the news in over a week, but there was a TV. I waited for the 10 p.m. news, but there was only one remote and I didn't have it; my roommate was sleeping. Thank you Northern Virginia Daily for your paper. I was back in the world of the living. The therapy people would not let me forget that fact and I improved each day.
The staff was wonderful and the food was good. It was almost like home. The staff got to know my family and my church family, especially Pastor George. They thought he was a hoot.
I could learn to enjoy nursing home life when I am older. I am only 70 now. I could have my own room then and my own remote. You all did a good job.
Janie Fritzman, Fort Valley