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  1. Family in Canada Claims Christian Grandmother was ‘Euthanized without Consent’

    The family of Brigitte Stegemann, a Canadian grandmother who passed away at age 83 in July, claims that…
    #Canada #Christian #Christianbeliefs #cognitivedecline #controversy #Death #eldercare #euthanasia #Euthanized #family #grandmother #MAiDprogramme #nursinghome #scandal
    europesays.com/canada/224763/

  2. Ballroom

    The ‘Provinzial-Heil- und Pflegeanstalt Gütersloh’, built between 1911 and 1914, was initially used from 1914 to 1919 as a prison camp for officers from the First World War.

    From 1919 onwards, Hermann Simon implemented the ‘work therapy’ model there for psychiatric patients.

    Here is the institution’s ballroom.

    October 2018 Gütersloh/Westphalia

    #sanatorium #nursinghome #psychiatry #ballroom #ww1 #wwi #Westphalia #monochrome #blackandwhite #Guetersloh #MonochromeMonday #Psychiatrie

  3. Ballroom

    The ‘Provinzial-Heil- und Pflegeanstalt Gütersloh’, built between 1911 and 1914, was initially used from 1914 to 1919 as a prison camp for officers from the First World War.

    From 1919 onwards, Hermann Simon implemented the ‘work therapy’ model there for psychiatric patients.

    Here is the institution’s ballroom.

    October 2018 Gütersloh/Westphalia

    #sanatorium #nursinghome #psychiatry #ballroom #ww1 #wwi #Westphalia #monochrome #blackandwhite #Guetersloh #MonochromeMonday #Psychiatrie

  4. Ballroom

    The ‘Provinzial-Heil- und Pflegeanstalt Gütersloh’, built between 1911 and 1914, was initially used from 1914 to 1919 as a prison camp for officers from the First World War.

    From 1919 onwards, Hermann Simon implemented the ‘work therapy’ model there for psychiatric patients.

    Here is the institution’s ballroom.

    October 2018 Gütersloh/Westphalia

    #sanatorium #nursinghome #psychiatry #ballroom #ww1 #wwi #Westphalia #monochrome #blackandwhite #Guetersloh #MonochromeMonday #Psychiatrie

  5. Ballroom

    The ‘Provinzial-Heil- und Pflegeanstalt Gütersloh’, built between 1911 and 1914, was initially used from 1914 to 1919 as a prison camp for officers from the First World War.

    From 1919 onwards, Hermann Simon implemented the ‘work therapy’ model there for psychiatric patients.

    Here is the institution’s ballroom.

    October 2018 Gütersloh/Westphalia

    #sanatorium #nursinghome #psychiatry #ballroom #ww1 #wwi #Westphalia #monochrome #blackandwhite #Guetersloh #MonochromeMonday #Psychiatrie

  6. Ballroom

    The ‘Provinzial-Heil- und Pflegeanstalt Gütersloh’, built between 1911 and 1914, was initially used from 1914 to 1919 as a prison camp for officers from the First World War.

    From 1919 onwards, Hermann Simon implemented the ‘work therapy’ model there for psychiatric patients.

    Here is the institution’s ballroom.

    October 2018 Gütersloh/Westphalia

    #sanatorium #nursinghome #psychiatry #ballroom #ww1 #wwi #Westphalia #monochrome #blackandwhite #Guetersloh #MonochromeMonday #Psychiatrie

  7. Türkiye’s ageing population puts pressure on nursing homes

    ANKARA Türkiye’s ageing population is increasing demand for residential care, with nursing homes struggling to keep pace, particularly…
    #EuropeSays #Turkiye #Türkiye #elderlycare #nursinghome
    europesays.com/turkiye/43635/

  8. Last night was rough. I talked to my mom, and we had to face something I've been dreading. My dog Squeaker — a 12-year-old miniature pinscher who's been with me most of his life — may not be able to visit me anymore. I'm in a nursing home, transitioning toward a group home, and most facilities don't allow pets. Even if they did, the last visit we tried didn't go well. He spent most of it whining and pacing, stressed and confused. He couldn't settle until the very end, when he finally laid in my lap for a bit. He has a heart murmur. He's getting old. The visits might be doing more harm than good, and I may have to make the choice to stop them for his sake. That thought breaks my heart.

    So I went to bed carrying that. The night felt impossibly long. I slept some, but the awake stretches were heavy.

    This morning, two things broke through.

    One: my toothpaste disappeared. It's a special unflavored mineral kind I order on Amazon because I can't use mint. Daniel, one of the CNAs, thought another staff member might have confiscated it — which happens sometimes when they don't recognize something and assume I shouldn't have it. So he had people searching the facility for an alternative while he hunted for mine. He found it (someone had stuck it inside a box), but then had to keep telling the search party to stand down as they kept coming down the hall toward my room. We were both laughing.

    Two: I was trying to wet my hair for brushing — the only way it cooperates. I had the squirt bottle in one hand and was feeling my hair with the other to check if it was wet enough. My thumb found the trigger. I got a face full of water. Sputtered. Burst out laughing.

    I also put on Spotify's upbeat mix, which helped. Got dressed. Brushed my hair and teeth. My mom is coming to get me around noon to get me out of here for a few hours.

    Long-term care is grief and absurdity tangled together. Sometimes the same morning holds both. And sometimes the thing that gets you through isn't a solution — it's a CNA turning a missing toothpaste into a facility-wide incident, or your own thumb betraying you with a squirt bottle.

    #LongTermCare #NursingHome #Disability #Blind #Grief #Dogs #EmotionalSupportAnimal #LifeInCare

  9. Last night was rough. I talked to my mom, and we had to face something I've been dreading. My dog Squeaker — a 12-year-old miniature pinscher who's been with me most of his life — may not be able to visit me anymore. I'm in a nursing home, transitioning toward a group home, and most facilities don't allow pets. Even if they did, the last visit we tried didn't go well. He spent most of it whining and pacing, stressed and confused. He couldn't settle until the very end, when he finally laid in my lap for a bit. He has a heart murmur. He's getting old. The visits might be doing more harm than good, and I may have to make the choice to stop them for his sake. That thought breaks my heart.

    So I went to bed carrying that. The night felt impossibly long. I slept some, but the awake stretches were heavy.

    This morning, two things broke through.

    One: my toothpaste disappeared. It's a special unflavored mineral kind I order on Amazon because I can't use mint. Daniel, one of the CNAs, thought another staff member might have confiscated it — which happens sometimes when they don't recognize something and assume I shouldn't have it. So he had people searching the facility for an alternative while he hunted for mine. He found it (someone had stuck it inside a box), but then had to keep telling the search party to stand down as they kept coming down the hall toward my room. We were both laughing.

    Two: I was trying to wet my hair for brushing — the only way it cooperates. I had the squirt bottle in one hand and was feeling my hair with the other to check if it was wet enough. My thumb found the trigger. I got a face full of water. Sputtered. Burst out laughing.

    I also put on Spotify's upbeat mix, which helped. Got dressed. Brushed my hair and teeth. My mom is coming to get me around noon to get me out of here for a few hours.

    Long-term care is grief and absurdity tangled together. Sometimes the same morning holds both. And sometimes the thing that gets you through isn't a solution — it's a CNA turning a missing toothpaste into a facility-wide incident, or your own thumb betraying you with a squirt bottle.

    #LongTermCare #NursingHome #Disability #Blind #Grief #Dogs #EmotionalSupportAnimal #LifeInCare

  10. Last night was rough. I talked to my mom, and we had to face something I've been dreading. My dog Squeaker — a 12-year-old miniature pinscher who's been with me most of his life — may not be able to visit me anymore. I'm in a nursing home, transitioning toward a group home, and most facilities don't allow pets. Even if they did, the last visit we tried didn't go well. He spent most of it whining and pacing, stressed and confused. He couldn't settle until the very end, when he finally laid in my lap for a bit. He has a heart murmur. He's getting old. The visits might be doing more harm than good, and I may have to make the choice to stop them for his sake. That thought breaks my heart.

    So I went to bed carrying that. The night felt impossibly long. I slept some, but the awake stretches were heavy.

    This morning, two things broke through.

    One: my toothpaste disappeared. It's a special unflavored mineral kind I order on Amazon because I can't use mint. Daniel, one of the CNAs, thought another staff member might have confiscated it — which happens sometimes when they don't recognize something and assume I shouldn't have it. So he had people searching the facility for an alternative while he hunted for mine. He found it (someone had stuck it inside a box), but then had to keep telling the search party to stand down as they kept coming down the hall toward my room. We were both laughing.

    Two: I was trying to wet my hair for brushing — the only way it cooperates. I had the squirt bottle in one hand and was feeling my hair with the other to check if it was wet enough. My thumb found the trigger. I got a face full of water. Sputtered. Burst out laughing.

    I also put on Spotify's upbeat mix, which helped. Got dressed. Brushed my hair and teeth. My mom is coming to get me around noon to get me out of here for a few hours.

    Long-term care is grief and absurdity tangled together. Sometimes the same morning holds both. And sometimes the thing that gets you through isn't a solution — it's a CNA turning a missing toothpaste into a facility-wide incident, or your own thumb betraying you with a squirt bottle.

    #LongTermCare #NursingHome #Disability #Blind #Grief #Dogs #EmotionalSupportAnimal #LifeInCare

  11. Last night was rough. I talked to my mom, and we had to face something I've been dreading. My dog Squeaker — a 12-year-old miniature pinscher who's been with me most of his life — may not be able to visit me anymore. I'm in a nursing home, transitioning toward a group home, and most facilities don't allow pets. Even if they did, the last visit we tried didn't go well. He spent most of it whining and pacing, stressed and confused. He couldn't settle until the very end, when he finally laid in my lap for a bit. He has a heart murmur. He's getting old. The visits might be doing more harm than good, and I may have to make the choice to stop them for his sake. That thought breaks my heart.

    So I went to bed carrying that. The night felt impossibly long. I slept some, but the awake stretches were heavy.

    This morning, two things broke through.

    One: my toothpaste disappeared. It's a special unflavored mineral kind I order on Amazon because I can't use mint. Daniel, one of the CNAs, thought another staff member might have confiscated it — which happens sometimes when they don't recognize something and assume I shouldn't have it. So he had people searching the facility for an alternative while he hunted for mine. He found it (someone had stuck it inside a box), but then had to keep telling the search party to stand down as they kept coming down the hall toward my room. We were both laughing.

    Two: I was trying to wet my hair for brushing — the only way it cooperates. I had the squirt bottle in one hand and was feeling my hair with the other to check if it was wet enough. My thumb found the trigger. I got a face full of water. Sputtered. Burst out laughing.

    I also put on Spotify's upbeat mix, which helped. Got dressed. Brushed my hair and teeth. My mom is coming to get me around noon to get me out of here for a few hours.

    Long-term care is grief and absurdity tangled together. Sometimes the same morning holds both. And sometimes the thing that gets you through isn't a solution — it's a CNA turning a missing toothpaste into a facility-wide incident, or your own thumb betraying you with a squirt bottle.

    #LongTermCare #NursingHome #Disability #Blind #Grief #Dogs #EmotionalSupportAnimal #LifeInCare

  12. Last night was rough. I talked to my mom, and we had to face something I've been dreading. My dog Squeaker — a 12-year-old miniature pinscher who's been with me most of his life — may not be able to visit me anymore. I'm in a nursing home, transitioning toward a group home, and most facilities don't allow pets. Even if they did, the last visit we tried didn't go well. He spent most of it whining and pacing, stressed and confused. He couldn't settle until the very end, when he finally laid in my lap for a bit. He has a heart murmur. He's getting old. The visits might be doing more harm than good, and I may have to make the choice to stop them for his sake. That thought breaks my heart.

    So I went to bed carrying that. The night felt impossibly long. I slept some, but the awake stretches were heavy.

    This morning, two things broke through.

    One: my toothpaste disappeared. It's a special unflavored mineral kind I order on Amazon because I can't use mint. Daniel, one of the CNAs, thought another staff member might have confiscated it — which happens sometimes when they don't recognize something and assume I shouldn't have it. So he had people searching the facility for an alternative while he hunted for mine. He found it (someone had stuck it inside a box), but then had to keep telling the search party to stand down as they kept coming down the hall toward my room. We were both laughing.

    Two: I was trying to wet my hair for brushing — the only way it cooperates. I had the squirt bottle in one hand and was feeling my hair with the other to check if it was wet enough. My thumb found the trigger. I got a face full of water. Sputtered. Burst out laughing.

    I also put on Spotify's upbeat mix, which helped. Got dressed. Brushed my hair and teeth. My mom is coming to get me around noon to get me out of here for a few hours.

    Long-term care is grief and absurdity tangled together. Sometimes the same morning holds both. And sometimes the thing that gets you through isn't a solution — it's a CNA turning a missing toothpaste into a facility-wide incident, or your own thumb betraying you with a squirt bottle.

    #LongTermCare #NursingHome #Disability #Blind #Grief #Dogs #EmotionalSupportAnimal #LifeInCare

  13. Update: good news. The dietician approved Kate Farms liquid nutrition after three days of asking. I have shakes in my room now as a bridge until the facility's supply arrives. My stomach is calm, my RA pain is nearly gone, and my energy is back. Liquid nutrition works — my body just can't process solid food right now.

    Anne, the head of nursing, is now coordinating my appointments and transport. An RN is helping me file a grievance about the three-day delay. My mom doesn't have to keep bringing shakes from home.

    To the people who donated today — thank you. You helped fill the gap when the system couldn't. The GoFundMe is still active because the $30 SSI doesn't cover phone, AI tools, or medical costs, but tonight things are better than they were this morning.

    gofund.me/56352d472

    #Disability #Gastroparesis #ChronicIllness #Accessibility #NursingHome #MedicalNutrition

  14. Update: good news. The dietician approved Kate Farms liquid nutrition after three days of asking. I have shakes in my room now as a bridge until the facility's supply arrives. My stomach is calm, my RA pain is nearly gone, and my energy is back. Liquid nutrition works — my body just can't process solid food right now.

    Anne, the head of nursing, is now coordinating my appointments and transport. An RN is helping me file a grievance about the three-day delay. My mom doesn't have to keep bringing shakes from home.

    To the people who donated today — thank you. You helped fill the gap when the system couldn't. The GoFundMe is still active because the $30 SSI doesn't cover phone, AI tools, or medical costs, but tonight things are better than they were this morning.

    gofund.me/56352d472

    #Disability #Gastroparesis #ChronicIllness #Accessibility #NursingHome #MedicalNutrition

  15. Update: good news. The dietician approved Kate Farms liquid nutrition after three days of asking. I have shakes in my room now as a bridge until the facility's supply arrives. My stomach is calm, my RA pain is nearly gone, and my energy is back. Liquid nutrition works — my body just can't process solid food right now.

    Anne, the head of nursing, is now coordinating my appointments and transport. An RN is helping me file a grievance about the three-day delay. My mom doesn't have to keep bringing shakes from home.

    To the people who donated today — thank you. You helped fill the gap when the system couldn't. The GoFundMe is still active because the $30 SSI doesn't cover phone, AI tools, or medical costs, but tonight things are better than they were this morning.

    gofund.me/56352d472

    #Disability #Gastroparesis #ChronicIllness #Accessibility #NursingHome #MedicalNutrition

  16. Update: good news. The dietician approved Kate Farms liquid nutrition after three days of asking. I have shakes in my room now as a bridge until the facility's supply arrives. My stomach is calm, my RA pain is nearly gone, and my energy is back. Liquid nutrition works — my body just can't process solid food right now.

    Anne, the head of nursing, is now coordinating my appointments and transport. An RN is helping me file a grievance about the three-day delay. My mom doesn't have to keep bringing shakes from home.

    To the people who donated today — thank you. You helped fill the gap when the system couldn't. The GoFundMe is still active because the $30 SSI doesn't cover phone, AI tools, or medical costs, but tonight things are better than they were this morning.

    gofund.me/56352d472

    #Disability #Gastroparesis #ChronicIllness #Accessibility #NursingHome #MedicalNutrition

  17. Update: good news. The dietician approved Kate Farms liquid nutrition after three days of asking. I have shakes in my room now as a bridge until the facility's supply arrives. My stomach is calm, my RA pain is nearly gone, and my energy is back. Liquid nutrition works — my body just can't process solid food right now.

    Anne, the head of nursing, is now coordinating my appointments and transport. An RN is helping me file a grievance about the three-day delay. My mom doesn't have to keep bringing shakes from home.

    To the people who donated today — thank you. You helped fill the gap when the system couldn't. The GoFundMe is still active because the $30 SSI doesn't cover phone, AI tools, or medical costs, but tonight things are better than they were this morning.

    gofund.me/56352d472

    #Disability #Gastroparesis #ChronicIllness #Accessibility #NursingHome #MedicalNutrition

  18. Update from the nursing home. My gastroparesis is flaring again and the facility can't provide liquid nutrition. I've been asking since Saturday. The dietician thought I meant broth. The doctor didn't let me explain. They keep bringing me solid food I can't eat.

    My mom brought medical food shakes from home that work, but I'm out and she can't keep supplying them. My SSI check this month is $30 because the nursing home takes the rest. That doesn't cover my phone bill, let alone the AI tools I use to function, or medical food if we have to keep buying it ourselves.

    If the nursing home can't feed me, my mom may have to pull me out, which could derail the group home placement we've been working toward.

    If you can help, here's the link: gofund.me/56352d472

    If you can't donate, sharing helps. Thank you.

    #Disability #Gastroparesis #ChronicIllness #Accessibility #DisabledWriter #NursingHome #MedicalNutrition

  19. Update from the nursing home. My gastroparesis is flaring again and the facility can't provide liquid nutrition. I've been asking since Saturday. The dietician thought I meant broth. The doctor didn't let me explain. They keep bringing me solid food I can't eat.

    My mom brought medical food shakes from home that work, but I'm out and she can't keep supplying them. My SSI check this month is $30 because the nursing home takes the rest. That doesn't cover my phone bill, let alone the AI tools I use to function, or medical food if we have to keep buying it ourselves.

    If the nursing home can't feed me, my mom may have to pull me out, which could derail the group home placement we've been working toward.

    If you can help, here's the link: gofund.me/56352d472

    If you can't donate, sharing helps. Thank you.

    #Disability #Gastroparesis #ChronicIllness #Accessibility #DisabledWriter #NursingHome #MedicalNutrition

  20. Update from the nursing home. My gastroparesis is flaring again and the facility can't provide liquid nutrition. I've been asking since Saturday. The dietician thought I meant broth. The doctor didn't let me explain. They keep bringing me solid food I can't eat.

    My mom brought medical food shakes from home that work, but I'm out and she can't keep supplying them. My SSI check this month is $30 because the nursing home takes the rest. That doesn't cover my phone bill, let alone the AI tools I use to function, or medical food if we have to keep buying it ourselves.

    If the nursing home can't feed me, my mom may have to pull me out, which could derail the group home placement we've been working toward.

    If you can help, here's the link: gofund.me/56352d472

    If you can't donate, sharing helps. Thank you.

    #Disability #Gastroparesis #ChronicIllness #Accessibility #DisabledWriter #NursingHome #MedicalNutrition

  21. Update from the nursing home. My gastroparesis is flaring again and the facility can't provide liquid nutrition. I've been asking since Saturday. The dietician thought I meant broth. The doctor didn't let me explain. They keep bringing me solid food I can't eat.

    My mom brought medical food shakes from home that work, but I'm out and she can't keep supplying them. My SSI check this month is $30 because the nursing home takes the rest. That doesn't cover my phone bill, let alone the AI tools I use to function, or medical food if we have to keep buying it ourselves.

    If the nursing home can't feed me, my mom may have to pull me out, which could derail the group home placement we've been working toward.

    If you can help, here's the link: gofund.me/56352d472

    If you can't donate, sharing helps. Thank you.

    #Disability #Gastroparesis #ChronicIllness #Accessibility #DisabledWriter #NursingHome #MedicalNutrition

  22. Update from the nursing home. My gastroparesis is flaring again and the facility can't provide liquid nutrition. I've been asking since Saturday. The dietician thought I meant broth. The doctor didn't let me explain. They keep bringing me solid food I can't eat.

    My mom brought medical food shakes from home that work, but I'm out and she can't keep supplying them. My SSI check this month is $30 because the nursing home takes the rest. That doesn't cover my phone bill, let alone the AI tools I use to function, or medical food if we have to keep buying it ourselves.

    If the nursing home can't feed me, my mom may have to pull me out, which could derail the group home placement we've been working toward.

    If you can help, here's the link: gofund.me/56352d472

    If you can't donate, sharing helps. Thank you.

    #Disability #Gastroparesis #ChronicIllness #Accessibility #DisabledWriter #NursingHome #MedicalNutrition

  23. MOH investigating if LC Nursing Home CEO failed to disclose disciplinary actions during licence application

    SINGAPORE: The Ministry of Health (MOH) is probing whether the founder and CEO of LC Nursing Home in…
    #NewsBeep #News #Healthcare #AU #Australia #Health #LCNursingHome #MinistryofHealth #moh #nursinghome #Nursinghomes #WindsorConvalescentHome
    newsbeep.com/au/788934/

  24. MOH investigating if LC Nursing Home CEO failed to disclose disciplinary actions during licence application

    SINGAPORE: The Ministry of Health (MOH) is probing whether the founder and CEO of LC Nursing Home in…
    #NewsBeep #News #Healthcare #AU #Australia #Health #LCNursingHome #MinistryofHealth #moh #nursinghome #Nursinghomes #WindsorConvalescentHome
    newsbeep.com/au/788934/

  25. Nursing home executives met privately with Trump and donated to MAGA. Weeks later, his administration killed the rule requiring a nurse on site 24/7, a rule researchers said would save 13,000 seniors a year. They saved the industry 55 billion dollars. Grandma paid the rest. #seniorcare #nursinghome

  26. Berlin artist to be remembered in memorial show | Local People

    BERLIN — The late Daniel Roberge left his mark in Berlin on the paintings that once hung on…
    #Germany #DE #Europe #EU #Europa #Berlin #Art #artist #florida #gord(archaeology) #nursinghome #painting
    europesays.com/germany/42731/

  27. Sometimes life moves in dizzying, impossible-to-predict zigzag lines. Turns out, healing unfolds in much the same way..

    Before my medical crash and burn, I thought I had everything set up for a comfortable retirement –

    theicarian.substack.com/p/medi
    #NursingHome #HealthCare #retirement #health #medical #healthinsurance

  28. Sometimes life moves in dizzying, impossible-to-predict zigzag lines. Turns out, healing unfolds in much the same way..

    Before my medical crash and burn, I thought I had everything set up for a comfortable retirement –

    theicarian.substack.com/p/medi
    #NursingHome #HealthCare #retirement #health #medical #healthinsurance

  29. Sometimes life moves in dizzying, impossible-to-predict zigzag lines. Turns out, healing unfolds in much the same way..

    Before my medical crash and burn, I thought I had everything set up for a comfortable retirement –

    theicarian.substack.com/p/medi
    #NursingHome #HealthCare #retirement #health #medical #healthinsurance

  30. Sometimes life moves in dizzying, impossible-to-predict zigzag lines. Turns out, healing unfolds in much the same way..

    Before my medical crash and burn, I thought I had everything set up for a comfortable retirement –

    theicarian.substack.com/p/medi
    #NursingHome #HealthCare #retirement #health #medical #healthinsurance

  31. Sometimes life moves in dizzying, impossible-to-predict zigzag lines. Turns out, healing unfolds in much the same way..

    Before my medical crash and burn, I thought I had everything set up for a comfortable retirement –

    theicarian.substack.com/p/medi
    #NursingHome #HealthCare #retirement #health #medical #healthinsurance

  32. THE NURSING HOME CONFESSIONAL

    Day-to-day nursing home reality is alien territory for most folks. The early days “on the inside” are a particularly disjointed time.

    The new “resident” has just come through a medical crisis that spit them out into this strange new land. The psychological vertigo is very real, inviting deep reflection.

    Maybe that’s why there can be the phenomenon of a “confessional”

    theicarian.substack.com/p/the-
    #NursingHome #HealthCare #DisabilityMatters #LongTermCare #Health

  33. THE NURSING HOME CONFESSIONAL

    Day-to-day nursing home reality is alien territory for most folks. The early days “on the inside” are a particularly disjointed time.

    The new “resident” has just come through a medical crisis that spit them out into this strange new land. The psychological vertigo is very real, inviting deep reflection.

    Maybe that’s why there can be the phenomenon of a “confessional”

    theicarian.substack.com/p/the-
    #NursingHome #HealthCare #DisabilityMatters #LongTermCare #Health

  34. THE NURSING HOME CONFESSIONAL

    Day-to-day nursing home reality is alien territory for most folks. The early days “on the inside” are a particularly disjointed time.

    The new “resident” has just come through a medical crisis that spit them out into this strange new land. The psychological vertigo is very real, inviting deep reflection.

    Maybe that’s why there can be the phenomenon of a “confessional”

    theicarian.substack.com/p/the-
    #NursingHome #HealthCare #DisabilityMatters #LongTermCare #Health

  35. THE NURSING HOME CONFESSIONAL

    Day-to-day nursing home reality is alien territory for most folks. The early days “on the inside” are a particularly disjointed time.

    The new “resident” has just come through a medical crisis that spit them out into this strange new land. The psychological vertigo is very real, inviting deep reflection.

    Maybe that’s why there can be the phenomenon of a “confessional”

    theicarian.substack.com/p/the-
    #NursingHome #HealthCare #DisabilityMatters #LongTermCare #Health

  36. THE NURSING HOME CONFESSIONAL

    Day-to-day nursing home reality is alien territory for most folks. The early days “on the inside” are a particularly disjointed time.

    The new “resident” has just come through a medical crisis that spit them out into this strange new land. The psychological vertigo is very real, inviting deep reflection.

    Maybe that’s why there can be the phenomenon of a “confessional”

    theicarian.substack.com/p/the-
    #NursingHome #HealthCare #DisabilityMatters #LongTermCare #Health

  37. Eight indicted in Ohio Medicaid fraud, nursing home theft cases

    COLUMBUS — Indictments filed this month by the office of Ohio Attorney General Dave Yost accuse five Medicaid…
    #NewsBeep #News #US #USA #UnitedStates #UnitedStatesOfAmerica #Healthcare #Fraud #Health #Medicaid #nursinghome #OhioAttorneyGeneral
    newsbeep.com/us/661437/

  38. Eight indicted in Ohio Medicaid fraud, nursing home theft cases

    COLUMBUS — Indictments filed this month by the office of Ohio Attorney General Dave Yost accuse five Medicaid…
    #NewsBeep #News #US #USA #UnitedStates #UnitedStatesOfAmerica #Healthcare #Fraud #Health #Medicaid #nursinghome #OhioAttorneyGeneral
    newsbeep.com/us/661437/

  39. Insight - make yourself at home!

    The St. Raphael nursing home in Bad Fredeburg - left to fend for itself since June 2006... too old to be a retirement home.

    June 2025 (@chris)

    In Germany, investors are pampered more than the elderly.

    #Fredeburg #BadFredeburg #Schmallenberg #StRaphael #LostPlace #AbandonedPlace #Healthcare #NursingHome #SeniorResidence #Ruins #Seniors #Elderly #Altenheim #Seniorenheim #Ruine #Pflege #PflegeSystem #Senioren #Deutschland #Sauerland #HochSauerland #DoorsDay

  40. Insight - make yourself at home!

    The St. Raphael nursing home in Bad Fredeburg - left to fend for itself since June 2006... too old to be a retirement home.

    June 2025 (@chris)

    In Germany, investors are pampered more than the elderly.

    #Fredeburg #BadFredeburg #Schmallenberg #StRaphael #LostPlace #AbandonedPlace #Healthcare #NursingHome #SeniorResidence #Ruins #Seniors #Elderly #Altenheim #Seniorenheim #Ruine #Pflege #PflegeSystem #Senioren #Deutschland #Sauerland #HochSauerland #DoorsDay

  41. Insight - make yourself at home!

    The St. Raphael nursing home in Bad Fredeburg - left to fend for itself since June 2006... too old to be a retirement home.

    June 2025 (@chris)

    In Germany, investors are pampered more than the elderly.

    #Fredeburg #BadFredeburg #Schmallenberg #StRaphael #LostPlace #AbandonedPlace #Healthcare #NursingHome #SeniorResidence #Ruins #Seniors #Elderly #Altenheim #Seniorenheim #Ruine #Pflege #PflegeSystem #Senioren #Deutschland #Sauerland #HochSauerland #DoorsDay

  42. Insight - make yourself at home!

    The St. Raphael nursing home in Bad Fredeburg - left to fend for itself since June 2006... too old to be a retirement home.

    June 2025 (@chris)

    In Germany, investors are pampered more than the elderly.

    #Fredeburg #BadFredeburg #Schmallenberg #StRaphael #LostPlace #AbandonedPlace #Healthcare #NursingHome #SeniorResidence #Ruins #Seniors #Elderly #Altenheim #Seniorenheim #Ruine #Pflege #PflegeSystem #Senioren #Deutschland #Sauerland #HochSauerland #DoorsDay

  43. Insight - make yourself at home!

    The St. Raphael nursing home in Bad Fredeburg - left to fend for itself since June 2006... too old to be a retirement home.

    June 2025 (@chris)

    In Germany, investors are pampered more than the elderly.

    #Fredeburg #BadFredeburg #Schmallenberg #StRaphael #LostPlace #AbandonedPlace #Healthcare #NursingHome #SeniorResidence #Ruins #Seniors #Elderly #Altenheim #Seniorenheim #Ruine #Pflege #PflegeSystem #Senioren #Deutschland #Sauerland #HochSauerland #DoorsDay