These long-term patients were once lively and productive human beings. They probably never thought that they would ever wind up in a nursing home. Now they are just a room number. It is profoundly sad.
I never know what to expect on my weekly visits to the nursing home. The lobby has an occasional patient wheeling herself or pushed by a family member for a stroll around the property. There is a small park in the back with winding paths cracked here and there by the growing roots. Majestic trees surround the grounds.
