MIL’s Rehab hospital staff the good, the bad, and the incompetent
At the rehab hospital where my MIL is, there are some very good people on staff. Unfortunately, there are also some very incompetent, dishonest, and lazy people working there too. The first month of her stay, the nursing staff completely forgot to give her any of her meds and Dear Hubby hit the roof. The housekeeping staff lost most of her clothes the first week so he went hunting through the laundry and luckily found most of them. Dear Hubby goes there every day to make sure that they don’t screw up again.
Most of her PTs are very good but she has one who has decided that my MIL will not go home. If DH isn’t there to watch over his mother, this PT will leave the poor woman in a chair all day. She is paid for this and the rehab has the nerve to bill my MIL’s insurance? EXCUSE ME! I don’t think so. (At this rate of greed and incompetence, I see a lawsuit looming.)
His mother desperately wants to be in her own home with her dog. She hasn’t been working her butt off every day so they can shunt her off to their nursing home. She’s a very stubborn woman who doesn’t give up easily.
I’d made up a basket of chocolates for her and the staff helped themselves so often when she’s been out of her room and in PT that she barely got any of them. If I’d wanted the staff to have them, I’d have sent them their own basket. She gets little pleasure as it is, being stuck in that place, and for them to make pigs out of themselves on her candy is vile.
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My Aunt Milly had similar problems when her mother was in a ‘nursing’ home. She did solve the theft of candy problem when she delivered a second box which she warned her mother to not eat. She had injected each piece with kaopectate. The next thing was a visit from “General Uproar”, and her mother was treated much better after the arrival of the letter from her attorney about the charges the home could be facing.
DH and I were talking about what a shame it is that Exlax no longer comes in those chocolate squares. MIL would get a new batch of chocolates and be warned not to eat them. 😉
Just reading that makes me mad! There is absolutely no sense in all that. Reminds me of my Aunt years ago and what they put her through. I hope your MIL will get out of there very soon! And I like the chocolate laced with something. Serves them right! 🙂
Interesting to note that you have problems too in your health care. Critics of the NHS always cite the wonderful care in the US ( amongst other countries)
If you have plenty of money, you can get great health care. If you have great insurance, you can get good health care. If you have neither, you might get adequate care…or not. It seems that in this country the amount, quality, and competence of care all depends on who you are, where you live, and if you have insurance or not.
MIL has good insurance. The hospital she was in right after her fall sent her to this rehab which, as you can tell, we are not greatly pleased with right now.