My Son Sent Me to a Nursing Home Until He Realized I Was Never Coming Back

beside a stone fireplace. A landscaped courtyard with a fountain. An art room with easels and good light. “It’s one of the best places in the county, Mom,” he said, in the same warm confident voice he used in magazine interviews. “They have nurses on staff around the clock.”

“I had one episode,” I said. “The doctor said my medication needs adjusting.continue reading …