Concourse Rehabilitation And Nursing Center Inc is a nursing home in Bronx, NY that provides patients with skilled nursing care as well as private or shared accommodations.for more details on housing, services, and rates.
Reviews of Concourse Rehabilitation And Nursing Center Inc
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My volunteering experience has given me much insight into compassionate care, fear, vulnerability and suffering. On my first visit, I was impressed by the warm, comfortable furnishings of the nursing home. This visit was primarily a training session given by Kathy F., the director of the volunteer program. Even in the short time I spent at Chapin, I noticed how the residents were all treated with respect and compassion. I looked forward to my first "hands-on" visit.I did not realize how difficult that visit was going to be. Despite Kathy's warning that most of the residents have Alzheimer's disease or some form of dementia, I went into Chapin thinking I would be able to relate to the residents the same way I do with other people. I brought a deck of cards with me and even thought of some conversation starters. I was immediately assigned to help out with the Sewing Circle. As I have always been interested in sewing, crocheting and knitting, I was looking forward to this activity. When I walked into the room, six or seven wheelchairs were pulled up to the tables. About half of the women sat hunched over, staring vacantly into space. The other ladies were talking to one of the staff members, Sharon, about sewing in general. I joined in the conversation with enthusiasm and started working on a tote bag pattern. I soon realized that these ladies were not cognizant in the same sense one generally assumes people to be. Our conversations were circular. The women talked about the past as if it were the present; however, recent events such as lunch and today's activities were lost memories. Most of the women were physically incapable of tracing the tote-bag pattern. I found it difficult to find something to talk about with the residents for an extended period of time. We often ran out of things to say; I often could not understand what they were trying to tell me. Their daily life experiences were so different than mine. I felt that we had very little in common. The next few visits developed into a similar pattern. During the first hour I spent at Chapin, I would help with the Sewing Circle. After transporting residents back to their rooms, I would assist the staff with the Stand-by-Me program. This last activity was often the most difficult for me. It was designed to give residents the freedom to move around at will. Many of the residents lack the ability to speak comprehensibly or have dementia that is quite progressed. One woman, in particular, speaks nonsensical words persistently and constantly. She is also fascinated by the name tags that all staff members and volunteers wear. She likes to grab and yank on them. These actions made me feel uncomfortable. I had to learn to be calm, but firm, in asking her to please be gentle and keep her hands to herself. I learned to distract her with a toy before my name tag became a problem. The other residents who usually attend Stand-by-Me sessions like to hold stuffed animals and baby dolls as well. They would sometimes talk to the toys. It unnerved me at first to hear grown people talking to baby dolls as if the toys were alive. Even though the two hours I spent at Chapin went by quickly, I often came home drained and exhausted. At Chapin, I was given the opportunity to learn how to listen, communicate and relate to people in an entirely new way. I transcended my comfort levels and found a joy and strength I did not know existed. I found a ministry of smiles and joyful giving. The residents ministered to me