Visiting Dad in the nursing home

“Sometimes things don’t work out the way you wanted,” my dad told me recently when I visited him at the nursing home.

I asked him what he meant.

“I’m getting tired of being here,” he said.

Two months ago, we moved my dad to a nursing home. At the time, we told him and ourselves it would be a temporary stay. But we’ve since decided that he’ll remain there indefinitely because my mom is no longer able to care for him.

Dad’s response left me unsure of what to say. It was the first time I’d heard him complain. In the beginning, he seemed to like it there and resigned to the decision we made. Maybe it was the newness of the place — the novelty of being somewhere different from home. Dad, always the social butterfly, quickly endeared himself to the staff and, it seemed, to other residents.

On most days, you can find him near the nurses’ station curious about who’s coming or going. The nurses walk by and smile or call out his name. One staffer told me she shared a tamale with him and told him she couldn’t wait for my mom to bring some of her delicious Mexican food dishes.

The staff has told me he’s doing well (I’ll get a progress report today). Physically, he might be okay, but I worry about his morale. I guess I’m experiencing what many children feel when they put a parent in a nursing home. Perhaps this is not a good comparison, but I imagine it’s much like how parents feel when they leave their child in daycare. I’ve had many friends tell me how they don’t want to leave their child in the care of someone else, but they have to so they can go to work.

Sometimes I feel like that parent, checking in to see if he’s okay and feeling terrible when I have to say goodbye. One afternoon when I popped in for a visit, Dad’s words left me teary-eyed.

“My dream came true,” Dad said to me.

“What’s that, Dad?” I asked.

“That someone would come to visit,” he responded.

I put my arm around him and gave him a hug. Later, I found it hard to tell him I had to go, so I asked him if he wanted me to stay longer.

“Just a little bit longer,” he said.

6 comments on “Visiting Dad in the nursing home

  1. Christy Robinson says:

    This post place me in the middle of your situation. And it feels so difficult – for you, for your dad, probably for your mom and siblings. I’m so sorry. Thanks for sharing it.

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  2. mrasherkade says:

    I’m going to lose dad in a few months…I hate this part of life, don’t you?
    Keep trying to smile for them….

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    • Oh Asher, I’m so sorry to hear that. This phase of someone’s life is the hardest part. But if you can, think about what you’ve gained from this experience. Just having him in your life this long is a blessing. Think about all that you’ve done for him that he will always cherish. Think about the memories that no matter what will always be there. Hang in there and make the most of the time you have left with him. You won’t regret it.

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  3. Duddy says:

    What a beautiful piece. We can’t take this special responsibility of makeing our parents’ dream come true when ever we can.

    It reminds me of when I used to go and visit my grandfather in the nursing home every weekend. He loved to have visitors so much.

    He really loved it when we would take him on weekend outings to a restaurant or out for a walk in the park. I so cherish those memories. Thank you for bringing them back to me so eloquently.

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