The more information a therapist can have about the patterns, needs and support available to a patient can help to maximize the treatment program at home. So often each health care professional may get only part of the information particularly if the patient has some memory problems, is a private person, or not someone who is very talkative.
ElderCarelink Blog
Home Health Care: When a Person Lives Alone
by Kathryn Kilpatrick, M.A. CCC/SLPOctober 4th, 2010 at 2:12 am
It’s Never Too Late For an Eldercare Plan
by Isabel Fawcett, SPHRSeptember 24th, 2010 at 12:33 pm
If there is anything caregiving highlights, it is the need to plan. If elders and their caregivers fail to plan, we may as well count on flying by the seat of our pants. While meandering through a Sam’s Club, something immediately caught my eye. It is a hard-copy binder home organizer.
Less than $15, I knew I would never regret purchasing the colorful organizer.
The Folly of Home Ownership
by Sue LanzaSeptember 2nd, 2010 at 2:12 am
There are some senior moments that we’ve all had like forgetting someone’s name. Annoying but we move on. Then there are very poignant senior moments where the mind is in sync and there is great clarity of thought. I had the “mind-in-sync” senior moment recently where I realized my friends and family might be right about the madness of home ownership.
It all started with some hot air…..
Feel Like There Is No One on Your Side? Try a Patient Advocate!
by Sue LanzaAugust 19th, 2010 at 2:12 am
Do you have the same stacks of papers that I do cluttering up my kitchen table and many other flat surfaces? I’m sure you do. I’m not talking about the routine bills (they take up plenty of their own space) or the pictures of the grandkids, I mean the annoying piles of things erroneously called “explanation of benefits”, “this is not a bill” or “your easy-to- read provider statement”.
Pushing Forward on the Hands of Time
by Devlyn BrooksAugust 16th, 2010 at 2:22 pm
As fiercely as the three kids in my home try to hold back the hands of time in the hopes of delaying the inevitable start of another school year, my mother just as fiercely is pushing forward in anticipation of the annual ritual.
