We saw the law of attraction in action this past week as my Dad managed to wish himself into a nursing home.
My father is 86 years old and has been hale, hearty, and even working up until last year. In the last few months he became really depressed and felt very alone, which wasn't a good combination with not eating well (I really wish that Dunkin Donuts would stop offering AARP members free donuts with coffee, and at least give an egg sandwich or something with protein, but I digress...) and some dehydration from too much coffee and not enough water.
So we made plans and preparations to move Dad over to an income-sensitive independent-moving-towards-assisted living complex for seniors where he could have meals on site, doctors on site, laundry, housekeeping, and a social network. And we kept giving him advice on food and water. Still, every time I spoke to him he was more tired and mentioned going into a nursing home.
Note that my mother has been in a nursing home for the past decade and now has advanced dementia.
Last week he fell, and after the hospital they sent him to the same nursing home as Mom for short term rehab. And he hates it! It's boring and there are lots of truly ill and disabled people. He is looking forward to moving now, even though he is sore from therapy and refuses to admit that simply eating real food three times a day and drinking more is helping him feel better.
Now, it turns out that he actually called the home a few weeks ago to see if he could enter voluntarily. So last night I said, "Dad, be careful what you wish for because you might very well get it," and he laughed. At least he didn't break anything and is getting a preview of what it would be like there full time. And they will do his Medicaid application while he is there, so he can be covered moving forward as he needs more care. Oy!