The skyrocketing costs of long-term adult care

For any caregiver or family member who have had to place a loved one with Alzheimer’s in a long-term care facility, the fact that this kind of care costs a lot of money comes as no surprise. But I’m not sure if the general public understands just how much out-of-pocket expenses there are, and how quickly your family’s savings can drain away to provide the needed care.

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This Met Life survey sums up the 2012 average costs for nursing homes, assisted living facilities, adult day services and home care costs. The numbers are brutal. For Alzheimer’s patients in the early to middle stages of the disease, an assisted living facility might be appropriate. The average annual cost was $42,600. As the disease progresses, often a skilled nursing facility will become necessary. The average annual nursing home cost was $81,030 for a semi-private room. For Alzheimer’s patients who may be combative with other patients, a private room cost $90,520 annually. (These costs are for the U.S.)

So a family with a loved one who needs long-term residential care may need to foot a bill that comes to almost $100,000 for a year’s worth of care. I don’t believe the above rates include medications, which are billed separately (at least in my dad’s case, they were.) I had an aunt on my mom’s side who just passed away this past week. She had Alzheimer’s and had been in a nursing home for several years. The monthly cost was over $7,000 and this was a facility in a tiny, rural Southern town, not a fancy big city place.

I wonder how many people mistakenly believe that Medicare covers these costs. Sadly, I think it’s probably a pretty high number. Medicare is pretty good about covering the high cost of hospital care and surgical procedures that often become necessary as one grows older. But the lack of provisions for dementia residential care, in particular, is a heartbreaker and financially devastating for so many families.

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25 years of Alzheimer’s advocacy in America

The Alzheimer’s Association Advocacy Forum will host its 25th national conference this year in Washington, D.C. from April 22-24. Check out this timeline of Alzheimer’s advocacy over the last quarter of a century. So many people have come together and broadened awareness of this terrible disease over the last 25 years. Certainly I know most advocates would hope we would be further along with treatment options or even, daresay, a cure, but awareness has grown greatly. Unfortunately, as Alzheimer’s cases have grown in numbers, the U.S. and the world have had to take notice and take action.

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I hope to get to attend this year. For those on a budget, registration fees are being waived in honor of the 25th anniversary. You can find out more about the event and the agenda details on the registration page.

Sometimes, caregivers and family members can feel so alone, so isolated in their family’s struggle with Alzheimer’s. Meeting others who share similar experiences can be a moving, yet rewarding experience.

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Celebrities raising Alzheimer’s awareness

Comedian and actor Seth Rogen is an Alzheimer’s Champion. He started a fundraising event called “Hilarity for Charity” and he has raised over $30,000 so far. He’s auctioning off a star-autographed ukulele and the bidding ends January 11th. Find out more about his fundraising event at CrowdRise.

When stars get involved in causes, it can raise awareness greatly. With Alzheimer’s and dementia so common nowadays, I hope more celebrities and notables will step up and join the fight.

As Seth Rogen says on his fundraising page about Alzheimer’s: “It’s robbing people of their ability to be humans.”

I couldn’t agree more.

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If we had kept Dad at home

The Alzheimer’s Prevention Initiative is seeking those willing to talk about why they signed up with the registry. As I indicated that I would be wiling to speak out for the cause, I started thinking about my reasons for being an Alzheimer’s awareness advocate. The obvious reason is because of my father’s battle with the disease.

But I also hope to encourage others to not make the same mistakes I made. #1: The rare visits. If I could go back in time, I would have visited more, both when Dad was still at home and when he moved into the nursing home. #2: Being uncomfortable around Dad’s unpredictable behavior. If I had it to do over again, I would tell my former self to get over it and embrace the now, instead of regretting that Alzheimer’s had stolen much of Dad’s former self.

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It got me to thinking about one aspect of Dad’s care that I never really thought about before too much. Wonder if Mom and I had somehow managed to keep Dad at home, instead of him being transferred to the nursing home for the last year of his life? I most likely would have had to quit my job, but hey, a year and a half later, I quit my job to take care of Mom. Maybe somehow with home health care, we could have managed Dad at home, even as his Alzheimer’s progressed.

This is one aspect of Dad’s care that I don’t regret. I think the stress of trying to care for Dad at home could have broken our family apart. And while I was not fond of the medications Dad received at the nursing home that turned him into a zombie, at home, he may have refused to take any medications, and who knows if those angry outbursts would have become more violent and dangerous?

I know there are many families who do keep their loved ones with Alzheimer’s at home and care for them until they pass away. I admire and respect that choice 100 percent. I think family caregivers need to receive more financial and community support. But on the other hand, I also respect the choice of placing your loved one in a good facility, where they can receive the supervised care they need.

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The Memories Project on its one year anniversary

I can’t believe that I have been blogging for The Memories Project for one whole year now. I stuck to my personal goal of a blog post each day for one year, and despite the many challenges of this year, I was successful! Certainly not all the posts are award-worthy, but just the act of writing every day was quite beneficial for me. It allowed me to express some of my grief, and also kept me disciplined as a writer.

I’ve learned a great deal about Alzheimer’s and dementia over the past year. I’ve read many articles about medical studies and new treatments which offer some hope. I’ve also read many heartbreaking personal stories, from caregivers and family members who have had Alzheimer’s touch their lives. There are so many brave souls out there, who behind closed doors, deal with the demons that dementia can unleash. For many, their struggles go on silently, with no outside help.

The last photo of Dad and I together, July 2011.

The last photo of Dad and I together, July 2011.

One of my reasons for beginning The Memories Project was to showcase both the horrific and the tender moments that Alzheimer’s can create. I wanted to be a voice for others who were too overwhelmed with caring for a loved one with dementia at the moment, by sharing my own story.

The biggest reward of doing the blog has been all of the wonderful fellow bloggers I have met online. I have smiled and shed tears after reading the posts from Alzheimer’s family caregivers. While every experience is unique, there are some common issues that many of us deal with.

Now that I have spent a year telling my father’s story through my memories of him, this year, I want to turn my spotlight on to others who are dealing with Alzheimer’s in their families. So The Memories Project will continue, as I turn my attention to Alzheimer’s advocacy.

Thanks to the loyal core of readers who have joined my on this blogging journey over the past year. I so appreciate your kind comments and support.

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Grief doesn’t necessarily get easier

When you lose a family member, well-meaning people usually say that things will get easier as time goes on.

But I don’t think that’s entirely true for everyone. Certainly, time marches on. But how one reacts to a death of a loved one, how they process their grief, well, that’s really a very individual process. I’m sure there are plenty of statistics and surveys out there that say generally speaking, people’s grief lessens after x amount of time. I think most of us know that when it gets personal, stats go out the window.

Mom and Dad in Ruidoso.

Mom and Dad in Ruidoso.

I’ve been thinking a lot about Dad lately, and that is understandable. The one year anniversary of his death was December 20th. Then it was the holidays. Certainly I have not been sitting curled up in a ball crying my eyes out with grief, but the pain still ripples through my heart. The guilt over what I would have, should have done differently still is something I’m working through.

Mom also remains grief-stricken, so I have to deal with that as well. On New Year’s Eve, she found a copy of the message she wrote in the 40th anniversary card she gave to Dad, the one she had cremated with him. While everyone else was ringing in the new year, Mom was grieving.

Tonight, she broke down again, letting me know she tells Dad every day that she loves him. Her message is always the same. She misses Dad dearly, but the way he was before Alzheimer’s. She could not wish him back the way he became with dementia.

I agree.

So for some people, grieving the loss of a loved one does become easier. For others, it may change shape and form, but it is still a pain buried deep within the heart.

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Dad trying to keep warm

It’s been a bit chilly here lately, and when I stop to rub my hands together to warm them, I can’t help but think of Dad. I can still see a crystal-clear image in my mind of Dad standing outside our apartment building, before or after a smoke, and the dramatic way he would rub his hands together. “It’s cooold,” he would exclaim, though southern California winters were as mild as they could be, especially compared to his childhood in Belfast.

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When my parents moved to the mountains of New Mexico, Dad experienced bitterly cold winters for the first time since his young adult days in England and New York City. I don’t remember him ever wearing gloves, but he would wear a big bulky jacket that threatened to swallow him whole. And I can see him standing by the car, the last one he would ever drive, and rub his hands together, fast and hard, trying to keep them from going numb.

My hands are always the first thing to ache when I’m out in cold weather. Still, I rarely break out the gloves. I just instinctively rub them together, though the warmth it generates may be more nostalgic than anything else.

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What the new year will bring

With a new year comes feelings of anticipation and trepidation for many of us. Especially as caregivers, sometimes the future can seem bleak, without a light at the end of the tunnel. While I’m all about planning ahead, sometimes we must live in the moment.

After all, none of us are guaranteed more than the very breath we are taking right now.

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I am torn between trying to embrace each moment and each day with also trying to prepare for my future as Mom’s caregiver. I also want to continue the project I’ve started to honor my father, and all of those who have battled Alzheimer’s. These obligations must be balanced with my need to earn an income again as well.

It’s a tricky balance. The road map for caregivers is littered with unknown situations and destinations. The line between a loved one being able to live independently to needing assisted living can be murky.

A year is nothing more than a new set of numbers on the calendar. There’s nothing magical about a new year, but it is as good a time as any to refocus our minds and efforts on the important things in our lives.

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Reflections on New Year’s Eve

Dad was not the type to celebrate on New Year’s Eve. In fact, he would usually sink into a brooding mood. He would sit quietly, sipping his spiked egg nog while the countdown to the ball dropping at Times Square would be blaring on the TV. I’m not sure what brought on those dark moods. Perhaps Dad was disappointed in where he was in life? Did he think about and miss friends and family members who had departed this world?

I will never know the answer, but I am the type to wax nostalgic about the past year. With the year I’ve had, it would certainly be easy to brood the night away.

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But instead, I am trying to focus on the lessons learned during this difficult year. I am also looking forward to another year, and what I hope are new career opportunities that I have just started to get off the ground.

It’s not easy for me to try to look on the bright side, as I’m the eternal pessimist. But one can only take so much bad news. I hope I’ve fufilled my quota for awhile.

2013 doesn’t necessarily suggest lucky times, if you are the superstitious type. I’m not asking for 2013 to be amazing. I will settle for quiet and uneventful. Here’s to 2013 being the most boring year ever!

I’m wishing everyone a happy and healthy new year.

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Midnight munchies curbs Alzheimer’s wandering?

I found this article about the steps a dementia care center took to reduce the amount of middle of the night wandering by their dementia patients very interesting. The solution was simple and not nearly as expensive as medication. They simply offered the wandering residents snacks (a mix of naughty and healthy food) and the midnight snacks really seemed to curb their wandering tendencies.

I’ve written many times before about how Dad would wander at the nursing home. He was in a secure dementia care wing, so he couldn’t get outside, but he could still fall, which was the concern of the nursing home referred to in the article above.

When Dad wandered, sometimes he would have to be lured back to his room by a treat. One time it was a lollipop. Another time it was a piece of chocolate. The small bit of sweets seemed to calm Dad’s wandering spirit, at least for that night.

As the article mentions, the staff provided safe snacks for their diabetic dementia patients as well. I fully support care centers such as these that get creative in trying to accommodate their dementia residents. Offering snacks and the cleanup involved creates a bit more work than just handing out pills, but there are some centers that actually care about quality of life, versus just trying to make patients into “trouble free” zombies.

We need to encourage more of these proactive care centers in our communities.

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