Sunrise Villa Sonoma

The vintage sonoma living facility was a theatrical play, with the main stage appearing flawless yet behind the scenes was a whole other story. When you walk in the you are created with high ceilings, decadent curtains, and fresh brewed coffee in a pretty pot. But on a second inspection you realize the coffee is the tge same instant from a gas station, the couches are full of stains, and the elderly faces greeting you, are those of confused individuals wheeled on by they're caregivers and left with their wheels locked to rot there all day. The dining area is spectacular but the food is worse than microwaved eggs from Denny's. One good aspect of the facility is the feildtrips they are able to provide for their residents and the many activities that are provided. Abs while the staff are trained to smile and greet each passerby, backstage most resent there job and the residents, and many take out their frustrations on ymthe elderly residents behind closed doors. Not all staff has a death wish for the patients, but if I were to have a lived one stay there, I would have a keen eye for any mysterious marks, or behavior changes in them.

My grandmother lived at Vintage in Sonoma for about 2 years. Her accomodations provided her with a spacious kitchen, large full bathroom, comfortable bedroom, and a living room for entertaining company. Sliding glass doors opened onto a modest patio sitting area looking out to the common garden area shared with the other residents. Grandma, who loved to cook, could make herself meals and even host my mom and auntie for overnight stays, which she was proud to do. When she didn't feel like cooking, she could eat breakfast, lunch or dinner in the cafe. My dad and I ate a few meals there with her, and although she herself was a fine cook and very critical of food not prepared in a home kitchen, she did seem to enjoy her meals there. Grandma also used a free transportation service available there at Vintage. A bus would arrive at particular times of the day that would transport residents to key sites around town, like the supermarket, post office and other places. By the time grandma moved into Vintage, she had already given up driving, and at least a few times a week she would run errands using this service. I remember only minimal encounters with staff, but the receptionists at the front desk were always helpful and friendly, assisting us with questions and grandma's various needs. Laundry people would show up at designated times to fetch her dirty clothes and return them to her washed, a much appreciated service and help to her.Oftentimes flyers advertising music/sing-alongs, exercise classes, and movie nights for the residents were posted around the common areas, but grandma almost never had interest in participating. Overall, I can say that grandma lived in at least 3 assisted living residences, and Vintage was the best of them. She lived in a very comfortable space, and the staff looked after many of her routine needs.