Most of you know we've still got an activated PoA in place, due to Sharon's aphasia. Well, this lovely place sent Sharon home on Lexapro. Without telling me. Without *any* diagnosis of anxiety *or* depression! They routinely stopped and started medications without letting me know. Her fibula was broken in December by a member of the therapy staff. They have some nurses who ought to be fired and some aides who are way too aggressive with the residents. They even sent her via ambulance to see a doctor she'd never seen before 45 minutes ahead of schedule (when they knew I was expecting the ambulance at a specific time and had planned to be there at that time) and didn't bother to call me. So, I had to high-tail it all the way across town, missed her at the other end (the ambulance was just pulling away when I got there) and had to wait to see the doctor so that I could explain why she was there in the first place. Grrrrrrrrrr.
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