Iris Senior Living

We put our Dad in there [date removed]. He was in there exactly 7 weeks before the Lord took him home. He was a high risk for falling. They assured us they would watch him and do everything they could to keep him safe. Dad was a very active person and you couldn't keep him still. Everytime we went in there he was wondering around by himself with no help or assistance. They would call and tell us he fell. The last 3 weeks he was sent to the emergency room 6 times. The first time they called my brother and said, your Dad is at the emergency room because he was jumping between 3 wheel chairs and we couldn't get him down. So he had 2 sets of stitches on his forehead and 1 right below the eyebrow. The second time he went, he had stitches on top of his head. He fell again and it was to late to do anything about it and it healed on its own. The 3rd time going to the emergency room they claimed he fell into a door handle and he ended up with 6 staples. The 4th time he supposedly fell over a chair and was complaining about his neck and was not responding well so they sent him to the emergency room. They couldn't find any damage to his neck or head so they sent him back. A couple days later they sent him back to the emergency room because they discovered that in the last fall he had broke 2 bones in his left hand and had 4 cracked ribs. The last time he went, my brother and I decided to take him because when I got there his eyes were glazed over and without jarring him around, he was unresponsive and nobody noticed until I got them in there to check him out. He was in the hospital for 3 days and totally against my desire we had no choice but to take him back to die. I stayed with him for 2 nights. The first night the guy that was his nurse took excellent care of him. The second night they were training a new nurse and the female nurse in charge of Dad was training the new girl. Dad was getting rid of his liquids in his body and needed to have a new pad under him anywhere from every 5 to 15 minutes. They did great until 1:30 am. Then they decided that mopping floors and doing other things were more important than taking care of a dying man and trying to make him as comfortable as possible. I waited on them for about 10 minutes to take care of him but they were nowhere in sight. We were out of pads that hospice brought, so I left the facility and drove about 4 or 5 miles away to Walgreens and bought pads. When I returned, I went to his room and changed his pads myself until 10 am the next morning. The graveyard nurses didn't show back up in his room until 5 am that morning. So from 1:30am until 5 am I was on my own. By the time they did come in, I was livid and told them, "do not touch him." If they couldn't even come in to check on him once in a while in 4 and a half hours, I can say by then I had it under control and didn't need nor did I want their help. He died that night while my brother was there. The other things that upset me are as follows : For whatever reason, Dad would urinate in the floor and tracked it all over the facility. When I asked them why they were not mopping it up, they told me they only mopped twice a week but they would turn in an order to mop every day. That worked for maybe a week and back to the smelly urinated floors again until the day he died. By this time he had a roommate that was sleeping on a mattress on the floor because he was falling out of bed. Not to mention the cruel care they gave that man the night Dad died. When they would call my brother to tell him why they sent Dad to the emergency room, they would tell him one story of what happened and tell me something completely different. Not one time did we ever get the same story twice. Maybe that's why they call it Storey Oaks! There are so many details I haven't even put in this review because it's to much to type. These are the worst of what happened.

They are very focused on profit and sales at this facility. You become aware of that the moment you arrive. As someone else had mentioned they are very disorganized. My relative has complained of some of the aides being very rough in handling of them. The relative has asked me to move them to another facility and has mentioned that the staff is very controlling and rude, which I have witnessed as well. In my humble opinion, this facility should be avoided. Do not let the new building distract you from quality of care issues.