Nursing home

First tour at one of the nursing homes. It was... impossibly depressing.

Maybe the facility was old (built in 1969)... and resembles a run-down hospital... or most people there wander and the doors need to be locked... But basically it's a place for people waiting to die.

All residence are in diapers. I suppose they need to. (But it's not provided. We have to supply our own.) That, smells like my dad but 100 times worse. That's right... each of them is like my dad... so multiply the number of people there...


It's the smell of death. Everywhere smells like death... including the cafeteria...


Again, dad was putting out a cheerful and smart appearance. What an actor! Why doesn't he act like this at home? Mom thought he likes that place base on how he was all smiley and said hi to everyone he came across, but oh dear, that was soooooo wrong. I guaranty it.

While mom and I finished preparing afternoon snack in the kitchen and called dad to come up from downstairs, he kept saying "yes". But this repeated every 15 minutes for 3 hours! Mom got mad and ate dad's piece of cake. Turn out he was dismantling telephone sets. He was really thorough, and the phone sets were pretty much broken into the smallest components. I was hoping to save the keys for accessories, but they're not found. Where has dad discarded them? I hope he didn't flush them into the toilet. (T_T)