We got to go see the model Assisted Living unit. I was very, very favorably impressed; Dad and Margaret, not so much. It's very compact, with a small living room, a bedroom, a bath and a kitchenette-ette (fridge, sink) in the foyer. The TV was in the living room; Dad wasn't overly happy that he would have to bring his own TV to be able to watch TV in bed. He just doesn't see any benefit to Assisted Living. One difference would be that he would no longer have to ride the ambulance to dialysis, but he says as long as the facility is paying for the ride he doesn't mind the ambulance.
In other news, the doctor at Rice Estate talked to Dad yesterday and confirmed Juanita's view that he doesn't need to do in-out cath unless he wants to (which he doesn't). Gail, the social worker (also a nurse), still thinks that he just has to be able to do in-out cath; I told her we're at an impasse, and we'll just have to agree to disagree. As this is just an issue if he wants to be in Assisted Living (and he doesn't), it's just not the biggest problem in the world. I just want to see him keep getting stronger.
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