Alzheimer’s Unit missed by loved one
Feb 17, 2013 | 483 views | 0 0 comments | 4 4 recommendations | email to a friend | print
To The Editor:

This letter is in reference to the changes that are taking place at the Bradley Healthcare & Rehab Center on Peerless Road.

It has been one week since my aunt was moved from the former Alzheimer’s Unit into general population with the other residents. I am just as upset now as I was then to hear about the intent to close the unit. It is obvious that the persons that made the decision to close the unit have never cared for a loved one with Alzheimer’s.

Has the original reason for the unit suddenly vanished? There was an obvious need for the unit or it would never have been established. Our community continues to diagnose people with Alzheimer’s. To my knowledge, there has been no cure found as of Feb. 12, 2013.

I know money is the reason for closing the unit. If I had the money that they are projecting to make for the next five years, I would donate it to them in order to keep the unit open. The residents would be able to stay where they were with people they knew.

Alzheimer’s patients do not cope with change very well and my aunt is no exception. They are confused enough without the added stress of this massive change.

I was pleased with the care she was getting while assigned to the Alzheimer’s Unit. The staff showed love and care as they met her needs with the love and affection she had grown accustomed to. They knew she loved chocolate ice cream. They also knew when she said, “I haven’t had a thing to eat all day,” that she needed a snack. This is but one example of how her needs were met on a daily basis.

My aunt is but a single person, but a proud woman she was in her formidable years. She should be allowed the dignity in her later years that she knew when she had all her faculties.

As things changed, her needs were met without any thought given to them. The staff knew each patient by name because they had all grown accustomed to one another.

The residents came to know it as home. My aunt has been a resident for 2 1/2 years. Now, her entire conversation is, “When am I going home? Get me out of here. Why am I here?”

It is sad that money takes preference over the care of our elderly. Is this what life has been reduced to?

— Phyllis Tucker

Cleveland