My Mother was in the hospital.  The doctor had given her meds that were too strong and conflicted with each other.

She went catatonic, under that combination.  As she became so ill, it took a while till she came "back".  The doctor sent word that "mom" should go to a rehab program.

He suggested that I should inquire at a facility behind the hospital for her to move into.  I went to look at the place one evening.

A "nurse" met me at the front door and took me through the hallways.  My first whiff of the LAF filled my nose with the strong pungent smell or urine.

On a chilly rainey night in Feb. walking through that facility, I saw a man half-clothed looking at the window covered with beating rain. I passed a woman that reached out for me, as I passed her sitting in her wheel chair.

The deep turmoil of the horror of elder care facilities set-up to "take" the elderly in, had just  begun for me.

Later, I found out that the doctor at the hospital, who had suggested the ALF, had an ownership in it.

It is important to research every aspect of where to place someone that you care about....to check-out, who will take care of your loved one....and who owns the facility.

Life is short...being sweet or miserable...life can be long and very painful, too.