A resident of a ltc facility in the Montérégie guard morale, even if father’s day was summed up to see his daughter through the bars of a balcony this year.
“This is the first time I see so close”, rejoices when even Martine Quenneville, about her father. “It’s better than nothing,” exclaimed she.
Although the general population is in déconfinement, many families were able to meet in small groups for Fathers day yesterday, the constraints are still numerous for residents of NURSING homes.
This is the case of André Quenneville, 88-year-old, who lives at the CHSLD of Ormstown for three years now. No cases of COVID-19 has been reported in this center, but since the beginning of the pandemic, he has all the same had to be content to see his children through a computer screen or through the window of his room.
“A good character”
Mr. Quenneville is suffering from dementia, but not Alzheimer’s. He remembers without a problem from his family members, raises questions on what is happening in their life, ” says his daughter. And he always has “good character”.
Yesterday morning, he was able to go out on a common balcony of the residence. From a stairwell, Ms. Quenneville was able to see his father in real life, while keeping a distance of 2 meters.
“That’s my daughter!”, he said with a hint of pride at the attention of another resident who enjoys the fresh air of the balcony.
“Look, this is the new car Norman [her partner],” she said, approaching his tablet of the bars so that his father can see the photo that she hands him. This simple gesture would have been impossible a few weeks ago, when Mr. Quenneville was holed up in his room.
This meeting is therefore more satisfactory than those they have had in the last three months. Remains that none of the activities they could do during a father’s day normal is not possible.
Exit the family meal or out to a restaurant that could have been held for this dad of four children, grandfather of nine and great-grandfather of three, soon to be four, young.
No “tower machine”
And it would have especially been able to take a “tour machine” as he likes, walk around in the village of Saint-Anicet, where Mr. Quenneville was born, grew up and lived for seven decades.
He lived there as a farmer until his farm goes to the fire, in the 1960’s. He then went to work in a factory in Salaberry-de-Valleyfield, ” he says.
Today, Mr. Quenneville can’t make a ride, or tighten his daughter in his arms. It has no access to the garden and the swing outside, where it had the habit to spend the summer days before the pandemic. But he is not complaining.
“That is what it feels like to be cursed? It gives nothing,” he says, laughing.
“My inspiration, this is it. He has the patience. It is necessary that I go, me too,” says Martine Quenneville.