Our mom graduated from hospice miraculously, courtesy of the compassionate nurses and aids at Hale Malamalama. Seven months earlier, mom, with a family history of weak kidneys, was in renal failure. She refused to eat and was in pain. Johanna, through her awesome diversion tactics, distracted Mom to the point that she opened her month and ingested whatever went into it. This went in for weeks. Her kidneys eventually started to come back!
Mom, being a bit demented, thought she owned the place. One morning, she found everyone still sleeping, and complained, "This is not right. How can I run the place when everyone is sleeping?" She always kept an eye at meal time, making sure everyone was fed. She also worried that we couldn't afford to feed the crowd since she owned the place. This attests to her sense of belonging.
Hale Malamalama is very well run. Everyone of our relatives who visited commented on the cleanliness and absence of odor typically found in nursing homes. The atmosphere is collegial and the team spirit among the many crew brightened our spirits, even in stressful times. Kudos to all. Lea Anne and Joseph read more