Whoa say you is not this lodge a little old, old fashioned and run down? Are resident accommodation fees a little less than in more modern quarters. Yes & yes I say.
Crescent Park Lodge is where we are and it is A Lodge With A Heart.
All of the above & I say we are lucky. Patients in many countries, even places in this country have no access to a nearby lodge, and don’t define nearby as easy walking distance for many. Accessible using the family car that we expect to have. Wow!
Amenities that of a long term care lodge here aren’t available in many countries.
What about the medical care & hospitals close by. All I can say is that there was a friend of another country who went to the famous xxx hospital in Houston and was given the same treatment I received here for the same operation requiring ailment I had here.
Southern Ontario, a good place to be if you need medical care & hospital treatment.
Luxury in features & actions that really count. The small inconveniences? Don’t Sweat.
I went to a Recreation Department meeting with the intriguing name “Friends Circle” to find out more. Present were a couple of hands full of familiar vocal residents and we had a good get together.
We talked about different types of friends starting with old friends close to us.
When a friend is really close you unabashedly ask a favour and get an immediately positive response, and you can rely on the request not being gossiped to others.
To replace previous friendships as we become residents we often need to make new, initially casual, friends.
We are now all “oldies” and we are separated from many of the close friends from a former life.
Time to make casual friends, some turning in time to becoming close friends. There are of course just gossips with conversations built on “he said” & “she said”. These are just enjoyable talks (Hey, we are humans) not friendships as meant here whether casual or close.
Residents of long term care homes are often lonely people. A regularly meeting Friendship Circle is good to have.
Many are the Crescent Park Lodge Residents who married and whose spouses visit them here.
In some cases their partners have passed on.
“A loaf of bread, a glass of wine & thou sitting beside me in the wilderness, & wilderness is paradise enow”*
My spouse too has passed on.
Often are the times when I look up from the work I was doing expecting to see her because all along I felt her presence only to be astonished not to see her physically, but she was there all the time.
I say aloud “Hullo Carol, I love you.”
Try it, as this works for me. Why not you?
*The Rubyat of Omar Khyam.
A big transition in life is getting married. An event traditionally surrounded with lots of custom. As time goes though married humans slip more or less quietly into a phase I call Elderlife.
For years married folk have lived as heads of the family they built & along the way they became used to all of the joys & responsibilities of the happiness & care that come with being a family couple.
Being human and being inclusive I refer to the full gamut of mind sets, domineering to co-operative. I refer also to both sexes where the lives our children lead when they too marry depends on their sex.
Though it seems to take place without a lot of Hoopla & Fanfare it appears to me to be often the cause of traumatic problems in the ancestorial life & well worth receiving a regular post here.
Elder Life is much more than being a Golden Oldie