Heritage Park

A Trip to the Twilight Zone. I was staying at Heritage Park for rehab after an extended hospital stay with Covid. For my first night at Heritage Park, I wondered why Nathan was so insistent that I sleep in a surgical gown with nothing underneath. When I woke the next morning, I found that I was wearing a diaper! I am a light sleeper. I had been over drugged on Ambien, and while I slept, one or more persons had managed to put a diaper on me! I have never been incontinent, nor did anyone at Heritage Park have any reason to believe that I had ever been or would ever be incontinent. The staff at Heritage Park seemed to have a neurosis about bed wetters, and any man in his sixties was fair game. This was the second of their neuroses. The first was about falls. One of the precautions went so far as to forbid me from even being able to extend a hand or a foot outside my bed's perimeters. Other safety precautions resulted in forcing me to suffer humiliation and indignities that I will never forget. Another odd thing about Heritage Park was that some of their staff of helpers seemed to be transgender. When I thanked what I thought was a man for his services, he said in reply, "Sir, I am a WOMAN!" Startled, I apologized profusely, and explained that I never did understand about being WOKE. Well, he/she was so delighted with my apology that she fairly skipped out of the room! I was at Heritage Park twice, and both times there was the same man wearing heavy mascara wandering the halls muttering and singing loudly to himself. Once, he came into my apartment and berated me verbally. He was clearly insane. With those hardwood floors, the sound would reverberate up and down the halls. Even though the food was reasonably good, the problem was that there wasn't nearly enough of it. The portion sizes would be more suitable to an eight-year old child. I lost several pounds on my first stay. Each room has a very small, dorm-size refrigerator. I advise you to stock it, because you will be starving by the end of the day. The only reason I gave this review two stars instead of one is because Adrienne and Carrie lead a fine team of physical/occupational therapists. Unfortunately, the negative there is that everything is platformed for the extremely weak and out of shape. No one ever does a single push up or sit up. When I used a 5 lb. weight, that was considered the maximum. Free-standing squats never exceeded twenty. No practice was ever given for getting down on the floor and then getting back up again. After your stay at Heritage Park, you will still be like that woman in the commercial calling for help because she has fallen and can't get back up again. Heritage Park also messed up my medicines. I had brought them several expensive testosterone patches, but they didn't give them to me. They also mixed up my laundry with someone else's. The shower is down the hall. Paul Revere is a pseudonym.
Apr 8th, 2024

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Mar 27th, 2024

Heritage Park is a wonderful community offering many options, from respite stays and short-term rehab to memory care and long-term care! Carrie, the Director of Admissions, is very friendly and extremely knowledgeable!
Mar 25th, 2024

Feb 1st, 2024