But after going to the nursing home, they realized that the nursing home is not my home at all and is not reliable.
Why do you say that? Let's listen to what this 70-year-old man has to say.
Dong moncler/70 years old
I am 70 years old this year. I retired at 60. Go square dancing or just go shopping, life is very pleasant, my wife and I have a pension, our pensions add up to more than 10,000, do not have to worry about running out of money.
After three years of enjoying a happy life, my wife fell ill and left me forever. After my wife left, I suddenly felt that my life was meaningless because I felt lonely without her, and I missed her every day and often cried secretly at home alone. Then I also thought about it. It is normal for people to grow old, get sick and die. You can't keep wallowing in pain because life goes on. It only makes you unhappy, so I have to pull myself together and spend my old age well.
After I was cured, I didn't feel so sad, but I felt lonely at night and wanted company, and then I planned to find a wife to spend the rest of my life with, but I kept going on many blind dates and couldn't find the right one, and all of them were purposeful blind dates. Then I just gave up, thinking that it is not reliable to find a wife.
My children live alone is too boring, by the way, let me live in their home it retired, hear the children say so, I feel very relieved. When I was young, I gave everything for them, and it was only when they were old that they knew how to repay. But after two years of living in their house, I couldn't take it anymore and ended up going straight back to my own house.
Living with them made me feel especially depressed and aggrieved because my habits were different from theirs, so I simply couldn't get along. My daughter-in-law and son-in-law don't like me very much, they always dislike me I can't do anything but eat and drink at their house, so I chose to go back to my hometown. I was going to rely on them for my old age, but their behavior broke my heart and made me realize that my children don't care. Can't rely on them, all you can rely on is yourself.
After returning to my hometown, I went back to that lonely life. Later, I couldn't help but choose to go to a nursing home because my friends said it was the best place to go and there were a lot of elderly people of the same age. You won't be lonely there, and you don't have to worry about being sick and not being taken care of. It is very suitable for single elderly people like me to go.
Then I found the right nursing home based on my pension. When I moved in, I also spoke to my children and they supported me in going to a nursing home, so I went to a nursing home to spend my old age.
When I wanted to move in, I was happy every day and felt that the nursing home was my only support, but I didn't realize that life would make me miserable as time went on.
And there is a buddy living with me. I used to think that if I had a buddy to live with I wouldn't be bored, and I could talk at night, but I didn't realize that having a buddy had harmed me and made me fidget every day well, it was a good time not to have one.
Because that buddy always puts the music on very loud and sings on his cell phone in the middle of the night when he's not sleeping. Every time I advised him to consider my feelings, don't play so loud at night, let others have a good rest, but he was arrogant to the extreme, scolded me too much to take care of me.
Later I couldn't stand to watch and told the dean about it, hoping that the dean would take him to make arrangements to leave or let me move to another room. I did not expect the dean refused my request, confidently said: "Everyone is like this over, want to change, then why do I honor the elderly home is still open? Change someone else, certainly have to change not change certainly noisy, I do not want to give myself trouble, you forget about it, no, then you go back to your home, you do not have to come here, because I do not lack you here as an old man."
The dean's attitude made me angry. I really wanted to move away and not come to this nursing home, but other nursing homes were very expensive and I didn't want to live alone, so I had to compromise. Every night when I went to bed, all I could do was cover my ears with a pillow, but I could still hear the dude singing while I covered it any way I could.
I really like to exercise because I think exercise can be good for physical and mental health, so every morning I run in the yard and do tai chi, but every time I do tai chi or run in in the morning, I will be told by others that I'm hanging around in front of them and that I'm not dancing professionally. Moving up? Are they in the way? Why can't they just understand me, they always have to talk about me to feel comfortable.
I haven't done any of these recreational programs since then because I can't stand people talking about me and I don't want to be judged. Either I was bullied by others at the home or I just put up with the aggravation, so I found it too hard.
I can put up with all these, but the only thing I can't put up with is the fact that the food in the nursing home is terrible, even though I pay for it. Every day is thin rice and salted vegetables, or some green vegetables, basically no meat, sometimes I reflect with them, they will scold me: "an old man is still so wanting, love to eat do not eat all fall if he does not eat."
If I want to eat meat, I can only wait for my children to come to see me, they bring me food, they only come once a month, because they are very busy at work and do not care about me at all. It would be nice to take the time to visit me once, I can only eat meat once a month.
Sometimes I suspect this is an unscrupulous nursing home. Charging me 3,000 dollars a month, I don't have a good life. I have no one to take care of me when I'm sick, and no one to help change my sheets. I do all this stuff myself, it's no different than if I did it myself at home, and I feel a little aggrieved by the money.
The nurses at the home, as well as the leader and director, are particularly dog-eared. The old people have money and they are treated well. Every day there is big fish and meat, like us, ordinary old people, they do not pay attention to, and even do not like, so after coming to the nursing home, I realized that there are high and low levels of people. Nursing home.
When I was a child, my family was very poor, and I was often looked down upon when I went out to work. Now that I'm older, I'm still looked down upon. I'm not going to be able to get the money to recognize the people.
Then I couldn't take it anymore. I asked my children to take them back to my hometown because I was not happy there, not at all. I would rather die alone than go to a nursing home because nursing homes are not reliable.
Conclusion
Even though there are a lot of old people of the same age in the nursing home, sometimes they may not be happy because there is nobility as well. It is not good or happy to live there, and they will be looked down upon by others, so the nursing home is not a place for the elderly at all, and the elderly should not count on these things, because the only thing they can count on in their old age is themselves. And life is the most real.