My dad fell at home in August and broke his lumbar spine. After two weeks in hospital we needed somewhere for him to convalesce — somewhere quiet, somewhere he wouldn't be just a chart on a clipboard. Beacon House took him on a respite stay and within a week the whole family could breathe. The caregivers knew his name on day two. They knew his coffee on day three.
Karen S.Daughter of a respite resident · Saskatoon · Placeholder
I used to call my mum's old place every Sunday and the person on the phone didn't know who I was, or who she was. At Beacon House, the person who picks up is the person who walked her to lunch yesterday.
David T.Son of a Brighton Elm resident · Placeholder
My husband and I moved in together. They turned one of our rooms into a sitting room with our chair, our radio, our cup. After sixty-two years of marriage we weren't going to start sleeping in different buildings now.
Ruth K.Kloppenburg resident · Placeholder
The strangest thing happened after a few weeks. The visits got shorter — because they stopped being check-ups and started being visits. I'd come in and Mum would be in the middle of a card game. I'd just join.
A daughterBrighton Oak · Placeholder