Elder Articles

Build a Green House, They Will Come

Our community needs a Green House. Not one for gardening, but one for growing the lives and minds of frail, dependent, elders. One that promotes cultivation of people in a warm environment. Currently, too many of our seniors with physical and cognitive challenges are planted in cold warehouses.

Two of my grandparents died in nursing homes. They had no choice. My grandfather had a massive stroke, lost the use of one whole side of his body, his speech, and his ability to control bladder and bowel.  Days spent in a wheelchair, dribbling food and drink from the corner of his mouth, trying to speak with his eyes alone, made my grandfather the saddest person in my life.  I visited and tried to bring a little light back into his existence, but failed in my attempts. I always left him, crying. A lifetime of fly fishing for trout, growing Beefsteak tomatoes in his garden and building homes from the ground up, only played as old movies in his head.  No one in the nursing home talked to him about his life; no one knew; no one cared to know.

My Grandmother lost her mind to dementia.  She didn’t recognize me.  Looking through me, she mumbled words that made no sense to either of us.  She dressed in backward layers and searched for home.  In her day, she raised five children, cooked meals that fed not only her own family, but others in the neighborhood who were hungry.  She pieced quilts to keep those she loved warm, and braided my long hair while telling me stories of her childhood.  To the staff in the nursing home, she was a wrinkled body that had to be fed, bathed, and chased down the hallway because she wandered, looking for purpose.

When my great-grandparents were elderly and unable to live alone, they spent six week intervals with each of their nine children. When the elders visited, they helped as much as they could with cooking, cleaning, watching the children, doing yard work and small repair jobs around the house.  When they were no longer able to be of assistance in a physical way, they used their knowledge to share recipes and gardening hints. They rested in rocking chairs, and at the end, took to the bed until it was time to ‘go home.’  Family gathered at the bedside, caring for basic needs and listening to last stories. When God and others before them called, this generation was sent to the next life surrounded by love.  Nursing homes didn’t exist.

In the 1960’s family units began to change. Women worked outside the home and children no longer lived in close proximity to their parents.  Something had to be done with Mom and Dad when age took their bodies or minds.  As elders became unsafe in their own homes—leaving pots on the stove, wandering winter streets at night with no shoes, forgetting to eat—families, children, and communities, needed a ’safe’ place.  There was no model.

The early architects of nursing homes looked to the hospital as their model.  Semi-private rooms, long halls, starched staff, polished tile, stainless steel, and shiny linoleum suddenly became ‘home.’  Kitchens were placed far away from living quarters. No one’s mouth watered from the smell of baking biscuits. Laundry swished and swirled in industrial machines and came delivered in folded stacks, with a scent of Clorox. Baths, meals, therapy, activities and laxatives came on a set schedule. For the sake of safety, doors locked, walking discontinued, bodies with weak legs were tied down and when voices rebelled, chemicals in the form of antipsychotic pills hushed them. In caring for elders, quality of life was sacrificed. Staff ‘cared’ the life right out of the wisest ones.

During a visit to the ‘home,’ visitors met with scenes of drooped heads, drooling mouths, calls for “help” and “bring me a pair of scissors to cut this strap.”  Bingo was the only activity that promised a surprise ending in a long and tedious day. Elders didn’t have a say in their care. Their feelings and knowledge were ignored.  They suffered alone in a building filled with people rushing about, or vegetating.

Laws in 1987 tried to regulate care, bringing rights to nursing home residents. It’s a sad commentary on a society that has to pass laws to protect its eldest citizens.  Each of us has these civil liberties—we are born with them, but because of rampant abuse and neglect, Congress passed a ‘Nursing Home Bill of Rights.’  Included in this mandate were the following rights:

  • to be treated with respect and dignity;
  • to receive care, treatment, medicines, and services in compliance with laws;
  • to be free from mental and physical abuse, restraints;
  • to open and read one’s own mail, have access to a telephone, and writing materials;
  • to manage financial affairs;
  • to enjoy privacy in one’s own room,  with a spouse and for the couple to share a room;
  • not to be expected to work for room and board;
  • to have personal belongings.

We, as youthful humans, take for granted and expect these rights. We become outraged if these freedoms are yanked from us.  In 1987, fundamental human rights had to be spelled out and enforced in nursing homes. Legislators developed a three inch thick ream of rules to regulate care facility practice. Nursing homes became the second most regulated industry in the United States behind nuclear power plants. Twenty two years later, there is change, but not nearly enough.

The medical model still exists.  Nursing home residents continue to suffer from loneliness, helplessness and boredom.  Institutions are large and every room, every hallway, looks the same.  Breakfast sits on the plate in a yellow mound. Lunch and dinner are ground into unrecognizable meats and vegetables. Sliced bread is the only piece of normalcy on the plate. There are few spontaneous activities, while choices are limited.

Elders are no longer tied down or given  pills to shut them up, but body alarms have taken the place of restraints.  If someone chooses to rise from a wheelchair and their legs refuse to hold them up, a screeching alarm alerts staff.  In most cases, the noise startles the elder into moving too quickly, and they sprawl on the floor anyway.  As soon as most residents arrive, they are presented with wheelchairs.  The halls in the building are long and the walk to the dining room for meals is quite a hike for arthritic bones. Loss of mobility comes quickly. Loss of self comes even faster. A person’s diagnosis becomes his name, his disability, a nickname, his frustration, and a staff member’s annoyance.

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“There’s a new admission in 208, he’s a fractured hip, a feeder, and a screamer at night.”

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Not all facilities are warehouses for broken, old people.  A reform movement called ‘Culture Change’ is making some progress.   It’s slow in coming, but all needed change seems to crawl when it should sprint. The main principle of culture change is person centered care.  Individuals in these homes are encouraged to thrive in a community environment, not decline. ‘Home’ becomes the operative word, not the residence that each person remembers, but closer than the institutions that exist today.

A social model replaces the medical one. Each resident’s room reflects her personality. Family photographs and artwork recognizable to the individual decorate the walls. Familiar furniture, a favorite chair, a vanity with a dresser set, and a four poster bed with a soft mattress make life more livable.  Memory books, with cards and notes from children and grandchildren, stories from the past, and love letters from a spouse provide comfort. Residents choose when they wake, when they want to rest, what foods they wish to eat, and when they bathe.  Staff members have consistent assignments—they learn the history, interests, likes and dislikes of the elders in their care.  More importantly, the elders recognize their caregivers and relationships develop. Nursing assistants begin to understand that care is not the physical act of bathing and dressing, cleaning and making beds. Care is about the individual, and helping to make her life worth living.

“Clara helps me get dressed for the day, then we can sit and talk a few minutes about the red bird couple visiting my bird feeder this morning,” says Joan, a recipient of culture change care.

Unfortunately, the rules that came in the 1980’s, designed to protect and care for elders, have discouraged a rapid jump into culture change.  Administrators and Healthcare companies are fearful of the new direction. Regulations are strictly enforced and severe monetary penalties are imposed for noncompliance. ‘Infection control’, limits family style dining, homemade foods brought in by the community, and the adoption of pets.  Medical care and treatment still supersedes a resident’s right to eat and drink what he enjoys, or have a peaceful night’s sleep without being awakened for turning, positioning, and care needs.

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“I’m 96 years old. Sure I have diabetes, but I’d rather die from the sugar in a Hershey Bar than die from wanting one,” says Earl, a three year resident in a care facility.

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Staff are so concerned with documenting care , that they don’t have the time to deliver it in a way that makes the resident feel like an individual.

“If services are not documented, they did not occur.” This statement comes directly from a State inspector.

“Get it done, write it down,  that’s what I have to do in eight hours with a caseload of ten residents,” says an overworked C N A. This rushed approach leaves the elder feeling like a piece of furniture to be dusted or a wilted plant needing water.

A forerunner of the Culture Change movement is The Eden Alternative.  It’s a small not-for-profit organization which is turning eldercare on its gray head.  This organization embraces the belief that aging is a stage of development and a person can continue to grow well into the age of elder-hood.  The Eden Alternative has developed new models for housing those in our society who are frail and dependent on others for care.  These communities are called ‘Green Houses’. They promote growth in their inhabitants.  When an alternative Green House is built, instead of an institutional design with long foreboding hallways, smaller, residential housing units are organized.  Each unit houses no more than ten private bedrooms with private baths.  The rooms have doors that open to a short hall or a great room. Each house has its own kitchen, dining room, laundry, front porch, mailbox, backyard with grass, bird feeders, a cat or a dog, and a garden.  There are upwards of fifteen units in a Green House community. Each house has ten elders, and a family of care staff.  Residents can assist as they are able with meal preparation, cleaning, laundry, gardening, pet care—all activities they would normally participate in at home. Recreational pastimes, calendared events, interests and hobbies are pursued with passion or not, depending upon the likes of each individual. Elders feel needed, valued and activities are meaningful. Each house is run separately from the others.  Each small community within the larger, is autonomous.

Where are the nurses?  Where are the administrators, social workers, business office personnel, maintenance workers, housekeepers, and dietitians?  This innovative living concept does away with some positions. Those that are necessary, are housed in a separate unit within the confines of the community. Care staff in the Green Houses are cross trained to provide personal care. Staff cook, clean, assist with activities, budget household expenses and shop for needs.  There is one ‘Administrative Building’, which houses offices and the nursing staff.  Nurses travel from house to house like home health workers. They come at a specific time, provide medications and treatments, then leave. The housekeeper comes once or twice a week for deep cleaning, and the bed and bath linens are taken to a separate building for washing. They are delivered back to the house when clean, reminding elders of the old time laundry services.  Personal laundry is washed, dried, folded, and ironed in each house with the assistance of the residents.  The elders rule their homes. They plan meals, celebrations, spur of the moment ice cream making, trips to the store, or poker nights.

Green Houses in existence have waiting lists. The concept is innovative and studies show that elders thrive in these communities.  Costs are lower, staffing needs are less, and quality time between elders and caregivers increases. With the Baby Boomer population reaching retirement age, society needs a new and better way to care for those who will be unable to care for themselves in the near future.

In a prime example, the City of Charlottesville prides itself on being a mecca for retirees.  Cultural, educational, medical and community based services for seniors abound in this city.  Yet, when a certificate of need is granted for an eldercare facility, an old medical model nursing home is built.  Isn’t it time that we, as an innovative community, take the reigns in the Culture Change movement.  Shouldn’t we set the example of improved quality of life for our frail elders?  Shouldn’t we make the difference before we are placed in a medical model facility and wish we had done something about care when we had the ability?

12 Responses to “Elder Articles”

  1. Meredith Addison Says:

    please make contact to me

    this is what I have been wanting and working to establish in our own small rural community, and we have what we need, want to share with you and your ideas

    Meredith J. Addison RN, MSN, CEN (certified emergency nurse)

  2. Linda Codey Says:

    I have long thought that we need an alternative to warehousing our elders. One idea I’ve had is for several people to pool their resources, buy a elderl friendly home and hire a live-in housekeeper who will see that their needs are met and they are safe. Of course, as they age, an LPN or RN may be necessary. And, teh medical model nursing home may be needed at some point.

    We all have hobbies and such that we like to do-some of us like dusting and sweeping-just keeping a clean house; many like to cook, and then there are the many craft and hobbies that we like-both men and women. Why not continue those in this home that is theirs? It doesn’t matter if the lines aren’t straight or the stitches a little loose. They would be doing something they love and enjoy and staying active. The more capable can assist the more frail. The housekeeper or volunteers can oversee to assure that all is well and safe. Women do this all the time throughout their lives. Men are more solitary in their habits, but container gardening, hand sanding for woodowrkers, some like to clean and cook. Bring children in from scout troops and day cares to listen to the stories-who cares if they repeat themselve a hundred times. The kids would love it. Let the children entertain. Hve birthday parties that the elders sponsor for the children. Don’t take their living away just because their minds and bodies may not be working as well as they used to.
    I haven’t done the math. It may not be afforable, but can you imagine being 90; still sitting on the front porch with your friends, enjoying the pretty flowers by the steps that one of your friends planted., and debating whether that green really should have been put in the quilt or should it have been the blue. Your family knows you’re safe. You have your friends around when you are sad, or ill and to comfort each other when you lose someone. Compare that to living in a nursing home playing bingo when the church ladies come in, fun, but not targeted to meet your wants and desires. Those don’t go away with age.

  3. Sandra Keirnan Says:

    I have been following the GreenHouse and Eden Alternative movement for quite some time now. This alternative to typical nursing homes gives people dignity, gives staff a sense of job satisfaction, and families the security of knowing their loved one is in a family environment. As a professional in the area of housing and supports for people having disabilities, I am passionate about seeing the expansion of GreenHouses to serve as an alternative to the typical group home model as well. In addition, campuses that incorporate elder houses with those for younger folks with developmental disabilities would complement each other, as some of the younger people can work or volunteer in the elder house, and some of the elders can mentor and share experiences with the younger folks. Then, if we could throw in another house on the campus that would house college students to interact with both populations, especially students who have studies relative to geriatrics, psychology, social work, nursing, PT, OT, special education, other health fields, etc.; it could become quite a dynamic campus! Well, I could go on from here, but I think the GreenHouse concept has many implications and applications far exceeding what it is used for now.

  4. Al Diercks Says:

    I’ve only started reading your article, but I’m going to digest every word. Great work!

    Only in start up mode (home modifications / gerontology studies) but I’m investigating outreach channels / methods to help address this situation as well. Would love to collaborate / link your materials when site is developed.

    Please stay in touch.

    EnabledAl

  5. Linda Codey Says:

    Thanks for all the great comments.
    I’m glad to hear that people all over the country are working on a plan. My thoughts are just that-thoughts-but, I plan on following the blog and see what everyone else is doing. My friends keep asking about cost. This model has to be less expensive than a medical one. Based on my good health and better genes, I have about 15 years before I need this. Surely, all the greats minds working together can make this happen. Please keep up the good work. I’m going to follow what you all are doing and maybe through collaboration it will happen.

  6. Lisa Says:

    I am wondering if there are grants out there for these green houses. I recenlty seen that a neighbor built one and was suspect to see if it was for the community of his family. Can anyone tell me if there are grants for this type of project?

  7. Theodore Falasco Says:

    Thanks for the quality blog. I will be back.

  8. Jim Vanbebber Says:

    Thanks for the good information.

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