If this is the best America has to offer seniors, then we are doomed. This is a dumping ground for old people.
Smart money says the rennovations they are doing are to position the company to sell the location as a time share or vacation hotel. The $250,000 they spent pulling up a decent parking lot and putting down pavers was only for looks and the bill goes to the residents.
Ms. Prendergast promised me a unit, and it was not ready when my things arrived. Don't worry, she said, it will be ready in two weeks. When I called her back in two weeks, she then said, oh, it will be another six weeks.
I lived there for two months, before I fled. There are so many problems that it will be impossible to name them all.
There was black mold in my unit from a water leak. They ignored it until I said I was getting a lawyer to pursue breach of contract.
It was never dark - the porch light across the street cast shadows on my interior walls. In addition, there were five streetlights shining in my windows at night, so having the blinds open for air circulation was not an option. It was like a prison, in this respect. The Geneva Convention would not allow prisoners to be subjected to these conditions.
It was never quiet, there were lawn mowers and blowers at least three days a week, so I was constantly trying to open and close heavy windows. The air was always full of particulates from the blowers and mowers, so it was terrible for allergies. My porch furniture was covered with dirt, dust, and clippings, every time they went by.
The place is not accessible. For example, the doorway had a square threshold about 3/4" high. It was too high to get my walker to roll across it, so getting my walker in the door was a serious problem, if I was using it to move something weighing more than I could carry. While they couldn't afford to spend $50 to give me access to my unit, they were able to fund pulling up a perfectly good parking lot and laying pavers. The cost was over $250,000. I was expected to pay for that while they turned their back to my struggle to get in and out of my unit. They were also able to afford to pour a patio and new driveways, but not give me accessibility.
The workers told me about people who were terribly treated, who had no family. One worker told me one lady was drugged to get her out of her unit. They moved her to intensive care and then rented out her unit for twice what she was paying. Then they let her out of intensive care and moved her into a smaller unit. She also said that one family bullied everyone else and occupied the best units and got special services at no extra charge, while the rest of us struggled to get a healthful meal.
They promised me a low-carb diet and then fed me three servings of gloppy carbs at each meal. Two kinds of potatoes and every piece of protein covered in slop, they called sauce. When I complained, they changed the heading on the paper and fed me the same slop...at $9 a plate.
I saw the podiatrist who had to do a little surgery on my foot. I have had trouble with infection in that part of my foot ever since, but since he cut my foot while it was propped up on a paper on top of a stack of cardboard boxes in a filthy storage room, I guess infection is to be expected.
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