"Fake Bus Stops for Alzheimer's Patients in Germany"

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IACP article

“German nursing homes started a trend that has taken hold of European nursing homes throughout the country: fake bus stops for Alzheimer’s patients.

The idea was first tried at Benrath Senior Center in Düsseldorf, Germany, who joined forces with a local care association and the public transportation department to construct an exact replica of a standard bus stop outside, with one small difference: buses do not use it.

Before this unique system was created the center frequently had been forced to rely on police to retrieve the Alzheimer’s patients who often wanted to go to homes and families that did not exist. After some careful observation, the staff at the center noticed a trend that escaped Alzheimer’s patients often headed directly to their only exit: public transportation. The theory of why this type of deception works is that in Alzheimer’s patients their short-term memory hardly works at all, but the long-term memory is still active. They know the green and yellow bus sign and remember that waiting there means they will go home.

How the system works is that the bus stop diffuses the sense of panic. For instance, if a delusional patient decided that she needed to go home immediately because her children were all alone and waiting for her, the attendant didn’t need to restrain her or talk her out of it, she simply said, “Oh, well, there’s the bus stop.” Thus, the patient would go sit and wait. Knowing that she was on her way home, she would relax and, given her diminished cognition, she would eventually forget why she was there. Staff can then approach the patients and tell them that the bus is delayed and invite them in for refreshments while they wait. Five minutes later they have completely forgotten they wanted to leave.

This system has become so successful that many nursing homes throughout Germany and Europe have built these “fake bus stops”.”

Unfucking my art-critic-celebrity grandma's apartment

I’m writing this for Unfuck Your Habitat, my favorite self-help Tumblr, but I think I shall post it here because it’s really very personal. It’s long and probably interesting to virtually no one, but UfYH is about helping you grapple with cleaning jobs that seem to big to handle and the emotional fallout contained therein. And, oh god, I need HELP. Also I’ve never seen anything on UfYH about this kind of job, so I wanted to get this shit out there for the sake of the community support network.

Today I started helping my dad clean out my grandma’s apartment. Her Alzheimer’s is pretty advanced and we’re moving her from a rehab center into a home. It’s been a really long, hard decline for her and everyone else, because she was such an incredibly articulate, smart person. It’s hard to encompass her wholly in words. So perhaps I’ll itemize some of the things we’ve found in her Upper East Side penthouse:

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