I Could Never Do That To My Parents
Last week I interviewed Lisa, a Florida professional whose mother lives in the Memory Care neighborhood at a continuing care retirement community (CCRC). This particular community is about two years old and draws its architectural inspiration from country clubs, hotels, and spas, as opposed to the cinderblock-lined hallways from the institutional era that still haunts us. Lisa’s mother lives in a private suite, for instance, orders her meals from a daily menu, and can take a dip in the heated salt-water pool any time she wishes. She is surrounded by her peers and engages with them regularly when participating in the many group activities that the community schedules. She is stimulated, she loves her home, and she has round-the-clock care and security from the team of certified nursing assistants whom she each knows by first name.