I asked my daughter-in-law, could you please help me find the very best care for my dad? She went to work on it. She did a lot of research. She called me one day, and she said, there is a place that’s being constructed. It’s not even open yet, but she said I love their philosophy on memory care. It’s just really unique, and I think you’re going to really like these people.
I was really excited because I have a construction background, and my father, who we were moving into Bader House, was an architect. We were very impressed with everybody we met.
We were very impressed with the building, with the actual layout, because it was so intentional.
An Intentional Memory Care Facility
They had designed Bader House with everything in mind to make it comfortable so that the residents can navigate easily and feel at home. It was also very home-like, the fact that they only did one thing really impressed me as well. The very first and most primary reason for choosing a memory care facility is the heart and soul of the staff, because what you want more than anything in my opinion, and this was my priority, is to have people around your loved ones who will actually love working with people with dementia, that that’s their calling. That’s what God put them here for. It’s their heart. And if you have that everything else will fall in place. And that’s what I found at Bader House.
And my father always felt at home.
He always felt loved.
I felt loved.
I was family.
I would walk in Bader House and it was, “Hi, Marsha, do you want something to eat? Do you want something to drink? Are you going to be here for a while? Are you going to feed your dad today, or do you want us to do it?” They would then pull up a chair next to me and we’d all chat. People would come by. I got to know all the other residents and they were like other families and members to me. That was probably one of the biggest blessings to me was that I was embraced as well, which made me a better daughter, a better caregiver. And happy to go and see him. It wasn’t, Ugh, I’ve got to go see Dad.
It was, hi daddy, it’s Marsha. I’m here to see you.