I’m taking my Alzheimer-riddled friend Ron for daily walks
again. Now that he’s been rescued from a nursing home. Where he was medicated into a stupor. He’s
back living with his daughter and son-in-law. My neighbors. They’ve weaned Ron
off his medications. And so Ron is back with the living again. Cognizant.
Aware. With what’s going on. He gets mental and physical stimulus. Daily. Including
daily walks. One mile, or more. With me. When Ron was in the nursing home. He
got walks only when I showed up. Otherwise, he remained indoors. Nurses aides
said they stopped taking Ron for walks. Because it was difficult getting him to
come back in again. He was having such a good time. Being stimulated. But
when Ron was heavily medicated, he didn’t even have the desire to go out any
more. That made for less work, less effort for the nursing home staff. Imagine that. For a monthly fee of $10,600.
Ron was brought under control. A well-behaved and complacent zombie. On our
walk today, Ron was very much aware. That he’s alive. And I didn’t have any
difficulty. Bringing him in again. Refreshed. And stimulated. Makes one wonder.
Why the same results can't be achieved in a nursing home. Something must be
wrong. Let's get it fixed. –Jim Broede
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