Grandfather on the go
My mother telephoned me to inform me that my grandfather (whom we call Bumpa) had been evicted from his nursing home. The same nursing home he moved into two and a half days ago.
"You're kidding! Why?"
"He went for a walk."
Please note that while the nursing home he was in, and which he was excited about moving to is lovely, the surrounding area is not. It's rough. So they don't let their residents walk unescorted outside. My Bumpa loves to walk. They placed a heavy duty plastic "wander guard" on his ankle that rang every time he approached an exit.
My Bumpa is the first resident ever to cut through his bracelet and get away. He came back, but the staff insisted he couldn't stay as they couldn't be responsible for what might happen while he was off property. So they've moved him to another facility that has enclosed grounds he can wander at will.
I told my Mom, "I'm oddly proud of him for cutting through that bracelet."
She said she was too.
Here's to Bumpa, and his freedom.
I hope the new place is nice, and that he enjoys the views.