All Saints Healthcare

All Saints Healthcare is a remarkable place. They are doing everything possible, not only to help Dad's rehabilitation along, but also to make him feel comfortable and welcome. As part of the admissions interview, they asked what he likes to eat and what he doesn't like to eat, what his favorite color is, what upsets him and what makes him comfortable. Everyone introduces him or herself and explains his or her role. They even stop by to say goodnight when the shift is over. There will be a therapy dog on Friday, and Monday is hair cut day. They offered Dad an extra blanket tonight, because he said that he was cold last night. They deliver meals, then come by to ask how he's handling the food, and how he likes it. They listen patiently to everything he says. They took a full inventory of all of his personal belongings, and put a label with his name on the walker I brought in for him. Everyone who works there is kind and friendly and professional and helpful. I honestly didn't know all of this when I picked it out for Dad; I was relying on more superficial characteristics. I feel incredibly lucky to have found it, and my stress level is dropping sharply now that I know that Dad is in good hands and that he is comfortable and happy there. He proudly reported that the physical therapist gave him an A-minus on his initial evaluation. He says that he has strength but not stamina, and he has twice-daily sessions to develop his stamina. The activities director came by to find out what he might be interested in, and as a result of their conversation they have asked Dad to play his guitar tomorrow (I'll bring that in for him).

Oh, and his social worker used to fly a Cessna.