The Cedars

Elizabeth

I visited a friend at a rehab place called The Cedars. The people who work there are good to talk to. I had to get a sticker to put on me before I could visit anybody. They wanted to know who was coming in. I'm glad they're careful about it. They're very cordial. I actually did not go into her room. There was just a room there that had chairs and a table, and my friends and I could sit. It was treated as an appointment. It was a lovely little room. They had a big parking area. There's a lot of choices in the sizes of the rooms, and it depends a little bit on the prices. In the past, I've had one other friend who has been there numerous times, and I know she's a pretty fussy person and she liked it. I visited at just about lunchtime, and as my friend was heading up to the lunchroom a staff member was standing right outside the door, patiently, and gave her a pill and a glass of water so that she could go right to lunch. It looked very clean. It was pretty convenient to get to two different areas from that one parking lot. I am pretty sure there's a good library there. There are books all over the place.