Cindy LaCour, SW, Candlewood Valley Health &Rehab
NMVNA Hospice Team Member
Mr. Anderson was a retired fireman from Queens who loved to play golf with his childhood sweetheart wife of 65 years.When his dementia became too much for his wife to handle, they made the difficult decision to move him into our facility.
On moving day, his wife tried to be upbeat but I could see that she was on the brink of tears, as she confided, “He doesn’t know that I’m his wife anymore.” So I suggested that she sit with my colleague while I walked Mr. Anderson to his room, passing by the golf course that we had set up to help transition him.
As soon as we handed him a golf ball, his eyes lit up, and he told me that his wife was going to love this place. That’s when I called my colleague to bring Mrs. Anderson down to Mr. Anderson’s room. His first words to her were, “Honey, do you know where my golf shoes are?”
Over time, Mr. Anderson played miniature golf with his wife, our staff and the wonderful nurses from the New Milford Visiting Nurse Association. And as it often happens, we learned a life lesson from our resident. Golf is more than a game. It’s therapy.