Unfortunately.
Medicare would pay for only about twelve days at the Helen Hayes Center, and Susan
was transferred to a “sub-acute” nursing home, where everything went south. To
begin with, she arrived during a serious winter storm which, supposedly,
prevented many staff members from coming to work. Her physical therapy sessions
dropped to less than 30 minutes average for the first five days. As Susan says,
“When you are recovering from an amputation, every minute of Occupational and
Physical Therapy counts because insurance pays by the day.”
What’s more, she
says, “My roommate never turned off her TV, her lights or her phone and the
neighbor next door rarely stopped screaming so I was not getting much sleep. My
wheelchair came with a broken brake so it was taken for repairs and I was given
an inadequate substitute. One week into this situation I was given a team
meeting where I voiced my concerns. All was quickly remedied with protestations
of, ‘We didn’t know,’ and, ‘You should have told us.’” She’s getting out of
there before her insurance-allotted time is up.
Apparently, most of
the other patients at Susan’s nursing home are suffering from dementia—the cause
of the neighbor’s screaming. According to a New York Times article, to
control such behavior, nursing homes medicate such patients with antipsychotic
medications, which they can legally do by declaring the patient to be
schizophrenic. At least 21 percent of nursing home residents are on
antipsychotic medications. Of course, this is not right and should be
corrected. But if I were in Susan’s situation, I’d be in favor of anything to
get some peace and quiet.
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