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Sent on behalf of Jean Grade
A photo from not too long ago, when Mom would try anything--always with enthusiasm and delight!
My beautiful, bold 95 year-old mother has been in a nursing home for a year. While most the staff have been very kind and attentive, certain administrative decisions, dangerous COVID-specific care lapses, inadequate staff communication, and deficient medical care have put my mother at great risk.
I need to bring Mom home, but money has run out.
Before I can bring Mom home, my small house and bathroom must be retrofitted to accommodate Mom’s wheelchair. The contractor's bid was @$25,000. I am trying to do as much work as possible on my own, but my skills are limited.
If sufficient funds are raised, I will also be able to add a wheelchair ramp. Cost: $15,000. The ramp is secondary to the bathroom retrofit, however, as I can carry my mother –who's lost 65 pounds while in the nursing home -- to and from the house.
A large animal vet and ethno-botanist committed to applying my knowledge and skills to high-need, under-resourced areas (including a decade living with the Karamojong tribe in Uganda), I quit full-time work in Wisconsin with the Amish in order to be near my mother in the small town of Inverness in West Marin, California.
Wanting to be able to see her daily, I took a part-time minimum wage job as activities director at her nursing home—enabling me to be with her through the COVID crisis. Although supporting myself has been challenging, to say the least, it has been a great joy for me to bring social engagement and creative pleasures to these isolated elders.
Because of my daily encounter with the inadequate and dangerous care rendered my mother, and because I’ve expressed displeasure and concern, I was asked not to return under some undue pretense. I can no longer see my mother.
So many folks are in great need these days and asking for donations fills me with no small amount of guilt and apprehension. And though no one person is more deserving than another, what a life my mother has led!
A “fast-talking news lady” in NYC in the 40’s, she fell in love with a man from Wisconsin with whom she bore ten children. Exuberant, curious, and filled with the love of adventure, she helped manage the planting and harvest of our farm, spun her own wool, chased and prepared whatever chicken was chosen for dinner, visited me twice in Uganda, teaching the tribe how to knit—and so much more.
Her grandchildren love their grandma, who has brought them joy and adventure.
Thank you so very much for however much you may be able to donate! I am in awe of the kindness of strangers.
Dr. Jean
A photo from not too long ago, when Mom would try anything--always with enthusiasm and delight!
My beautiful, bold 95 year-old mother has been in a nursing home for a year. While most the staff have been very kind and attentive, certain administrative decisions, dangerous COVID-specific care lapses, inadequate staff communication, and deficient medical care have put my mother at great risk.
I need to bring Mom home, but money has run out.
Before I can bring Mom home, my small house and bathroom must be retrofitted to accommodate Mom’s wheelchair. The contractor's bid was @$25,000. I am trying to do as much work as possible on my own, but my skills are limited.
If sufficient funds are raised, I will also be able to add a wheelchair ramp. Cost: $15,000. The ramp is secondary to the bathroom retrofit, however, as I can carry my mother –who's lost 65 pounds while in the nursing home -- to and from the house.
A large animal vet and ethno-botanist committed to applying my knowledge and skills to high-need, under-resourced areas (including a decade living with the Karamojong tribe in Uganda), I quit full-time work in Wisconsin with the Amish in order to be near my mother in the small town of Inverness in West Marin, California.
Wanting to be able to see her daily, I took a part-time minimum wage job as activities director at her nursing home—enabling me to be with her through the COVID crisis. Although supporting myself has been challenging, to say the least, it has been a great joy for me to bring social engagement and creative pleasures to these isolated elders.
Because of my daily encounter with the inadequate and dangerous care rendered my mother, and because I’ve expressed displeasure and concern, I was asked not to return under some undue pretense. I can no longer see my mother.
So many folks are in great need these days and asking for donations fills me with no small amount of guilt and apprehension. And though no one person is more deserving than another, what a life my mother has led!
A “fast-talking news lady” in NYC in the 40’s, she fell in love with a man from Wisconsin with whom she bore ten children. Exuberant, curious, and filled with the love of adventure, she helped manage the planting and harvest of our farm, spun her own wool, chased and prepared whatever chicken was chosen for dinner, visited me twice in Uganda, teaching the tribe how to knit—and so much more.
Her grandchildren love their grandma, who has brought them joy and adventure.
Thank you so very much for however much you may be able to donate! I am in awe of the kindness of strangers.
Dr. Jean
Organizer and beneficiary
Jean Grade
Beneficiary