When I was recently asked to contribute to our blog I was hesitant as I’m generally a private person. Upon further reflection, I felt obligated to share my experiences and express how proud I am to have such thoughtful, compassionate caregivers standing beside me at Rose Hill Lane. This is my family’s experience. This is Lilly’s story.
Lilly, my husband’s grandmother, was diagnosed with progressive cancer. At the time she was seventy-three years old and living alone. My mother-in-law, Bonnie, and I took on full responsibility for her care. We were there every day and we alternated nights. However, as Lilly’s condition worsened and her medications became stronger, we grew increasingly concerned about her stability and the potential of her falling. Lilly’s care became overwhelming and Bonnie and I realized we needed help.