I'm working out of Parent Company's office in midtown today, and so far the best part is access to halal carts for lunch. Oh chicken and rice with mysterious white sauce, how I missed you.
Tep, I sympathize. My 90 year-old grandmother insists on living at home, mostly alone (she has a dog-walker and a housekeeper/cook who come in once a day, but she really needs a full time nurse to make sure she doesn't fall), and it's terrifying to all of us. (Maybe we should introduce them and work out some kind of Cincinnati seniors buddy system!)
It could be that your FIL will see how much better he functions after the short stint in rehab and be more open to other options.
(Maybe we should introduce them and work out some kind of Cincinnati seniors buddy system!)
I've said often, only half joking, that Tim's dad, my dad, and my stepdad's mother should all live together. It would be fantastic reality TV.
Good luck to all y'all, Tep. It does sound like the rehab stint is kind of a lucky break, I hope FiL can be persuaded to choose wisely.
It could be that your FIL will see how much better he functions after the short stint in rehab and be more open to other options.
I suspect that he might realize how much he loves the regular interaction with other people all day long and then decide it's time for assisted living. He's super gregarious and has been isolated in his house alone since Tim's mom died in 2010. (And by "isolated," I don't mean "lives by himself in a house in the suburbs with neighbors a stone's throw away" -- he lives kind of in the woods, with the closest neighbors 1/4 mile away. It's a recipe for disaster.) I think he's going to end up loving all the attention he gets in the rehab facility.
Man, you get 3 square meals that you don't need to cook yourself, lots of interaction with people, and optional interesting activities -- what's not to like?
(Maybe we should introduce them and work out some kind of Cincinnati seniors buddy system!)
I see a potential sitcom. Kind of a Golden Girls/Hot in Cleveland in assisted living.
I think he's going to end up loving all the attention he gets in the rehab facility.
This was a wonderful part of my Mom's many rehab visits. Not only were the staff incredible with the actual rehab, but they fussed over her and were wonderful on the human interaction front.
Maybe you could have one of the doctors in the rehab facility talk to him about assisted living and why it would be benificial?
