I can't stand it anymore. There she sat, down to 65lbs., slumped in a chair, chin hair blooming thick, head hair cut short, depressed, alone, neglected, the mother of an executive in the health field. The nursing aides are defensive, concerned about their own schedules and breaks, careful to do only the routime toileting and washing and get out of there on time.
I'm there as a friend, not a psychologist. I learned a long time ago the fruitlessness of consulting in nursing homes. One patient I remember was gently helped to starve to death, as the staff refused feeding, even providing protein shakes to combat her anorexia. The chief of staff back then cautioned me not to mention it in the charts, lest he be liable. What a racket! I'm done.
Have you seen a good nursing home? Let me know.