Discussing safe living arrangements such as Assisted Living or other care options for my father or any aging parent is always a matter of respectfully accepting their view of maintaining control.
Remember back when you got your first driver’s license? Have the “rules of the road” changed much since then? When my 86 year old father took his first driver’s test freeways didn’t even exist, nor were they even on the drawing boards yet in rural Oregon. His perception of maintaining the control of his car and the “rules of the road” are of course much different than our daughters who grew up with cyclists sharing our streets. Maintaining control of your automobile as well as your life meant something much different to dad than it does to his grandchildren or even his son.
Today as I listen to care providers and to families of seniors I am often find myself wondering how in perhaps ten or 15 years I will respond to our police officer daughter if she suddenly informs me that she is taking my keys, not only to my car, but even to our home. So often it appears that the keys of control have been taken over by well-meaning friends or family – often suddenly in response to an immediate medical condition. The comfortable environment of the family home, where memories and life happened, is torn away and replaced by a suite of an “apartment” and home-cooking by Food Services of America. Life control has become dependent upon a well-meaning CNA 20-something at the new Assisted Living “Grand Lodge” looking building down the road, or grand-daughters friend of a friend in a neighborhood Adult Family Home.
Remember back when your parents began “setting the stage” for when you would get that first drivers license, or when you would one day begin to maintain your life and set your own life rules away from their controlling eyes and questioning? My parents subtle pointing out my older brother’s excitement of being able to take us kids to the swimming pool in the family car, or his ability to buy what he wanted to wear when he took responsibility for his own paper route began the discussion and set my life stage.
Last year a family friend’s life took a dramatic turn with the death of his wife – ending their 50 plus years of marriage. The family home suddenly felt so empty and upon the urging of well-meaning family and friends he began selling off life-belongings. Whatever was left of the years of treasure hunting found a new “home” in one of those places where he could go down for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Assured that friends and long-term neighbors would come often to visit, life seemed to begin all over again. Unfortunately, the stage had not been adequately prepared or all the alternatives thoroughly discussed. A full-life turned into a drudgery of empty promises and a life void of purpose. The rules of the road has been suddenly changed.
Fortunately, as our Portland Real Estate market, like the rest of the country, turned sour, I was not able to sell the home for our friend and new discussions and options began to open up and explored. Control was taken back and new rules for going forward were set.
This month the neighborhood and friendly dog walkers of our family friend will once again be able to share news while picking up their mail, see how the garden is doing and discover what Galvin is bringing home now from the local thrift shop. Moving back home will enable a new stage to be explored for the next time. Yes, it will help that the daughter has made a life-changing move back to the family home to share with dad.
Now, let the discussion and the stage be set for a future time. Take advantage of the new opportunity. Will another move be necessary down the road? Will an Assisted Living or an Adult Family Home be part of the picture? Galvin’s stage now has the opportunity to be adequately prepared.
Senior’s reaction to medications can often be misinterpreted as “confusion” or ignored as just an overreaction by family members, or even by their doctors.