Cedarfield

Cedarfield looks great when you arrive. My mother loved it. BUT, she went there for the care she was SUPPOSED AND EXPECTED to receive when she needed help taking care of herself and medical care. Mom spoke up when she was given shotty care. She spoke up when other residents were treated terrible as well. There was not enough staff to handle that many residents “because of money”. WHAT A JOKE. The nurse gave her wrong medications, they dropped her multiple of times and she got cuts which were not taken care of. If she rang and rang to get help to the restroom, they didn’t come. My family was always there asking for better care, meetings with the head of nursing staff, to no avail. We spent so many nights and days there because of the lack of care. She got an UTI, doctor never prescribed the medication, she was dropped, we weren’t called, a friend (former nurse) dropped by to see mom and made Cedarfield take her to the hospital. She had a broken elbow. Without the meds for the UTI and the surgery for her elbow mom she never woke up. Cedarfield’s heinous lack of care is why my mother died. IF YOU WANT GOOD QUALITY OF CARE, DON’T GO THERE! They should be investigated.

I had a luncheon meal at Hermitage and also visited a friend inside one of their villages. Everything was very nice. I will say their main building needed painting and I was not impressed with the maintenance of the place. The staff was very good and very polite. The food was also very good.

When we visited this assisted living center in Richmond, Virginia our family was extremely impressed with the staff and surroundings. Our father had told us that he had chosen this facility because it offered him the chance to continue his independent lifestyle yet there would be 24 hour help available if it was needed. Due to health problems Dad had been progressively having troubles with those little things that we all tend to take for granted. For instance daily household chores were a nuisance; and even cooking his own meals on a daily basis was more responsibility than he wanted to deal with. Severe arthritis and a bad hip had only complicated his life even more. Now he was hoping to live at Hermitage at Cedarfield and he would have assistance with bathing, grooming and dressing when and if he needed it. He would have a private apartment and his meals would be prepared for him each day. His freedom to go and come as he pleased would not be restricted and he would be able to socialize with other seniors who shared many of his same interests. Scheduled events and activities are available each day of the week, and our dad can choose to participate or not. He loves the bridge games and he has even tutored some of the staff on the finer points of this card game. There is a fitness center, outdoor activities and even a heated indoor pool. It is like being on a permanent vacation and my dad enjoys himself each and every day. Until recently he cooked three or four times a week but now he prefers to eat most of his meals in the communal dining room. Champagne chicken is his favorite dish and he loves the fresh salads that are offered for lunch and dinner. Scallops, shrimp and quail are just a few of the dishes that I have personally tasted during my visits to Hermitage. The ingredients are fresh and the food is prepared by professional chefs. No matter what the choices I have always found everything to be absolutely delicious. That first visit was nearly two years ago and our most recent visit was only two weeks ago. The care our father has received has been consistently outstanding. He has also maintained a relatively independent lifestyle even through some minor health setbacks. We are still just as impressed with the quality of care today as we were on our first visit and are very appreciative of everyone who belongs to the Hermitage staff.