Four walls and a window. This is what Robert Tremblay looks since now 72 days, confined in his room for a ltc facility in Montreal.
No visitor, no delivery to a restaurant and only one bath since the beginning of the confinement. Pleasures, and the care he has had to bid farewell because of the pandemic.
But he was so eager to find, that the sexagenarian, usually calm, quiet and even comes to swearing.
“The more criss “, lance-t-il about the déconfinement the accommodation centre Notre-Dame-de-la-Merci, where he lives.
It is in the same situation as many residents of NURSING homes, confined to their room 24 hours per day for a period yet undetermined.
“A chance I have a computer, the tv and the phone, because I would have become insane,” says Mr. Tremblay, age 60, who is paralyzed from the torso to the toes.
He talks with his wife via video call several times a day. She tries to cheer him up.
“Usually, I’m very positive,” he acknowledges.
But the 72 past few days weigh heavily on his moral.
“I don’t know who died, but I know that I have lost more than 50 neighbors,” he said.
According to the latest balance sheet, Our-Lady-of-the-Thank-you lamented 55 deaths. The COVID-19 is still present within its walls, while one-quarter of the residents are still infected.
For his part, Robert Tremblay has received two negative trials. It welcomes the precautions of many employees to come and go in his room to care for her.
Still, he is eager to ” see the world… “normal” ” and not covered from head to toe.
His quality of life has changed dramatically with the arrival of the coronavirus. The one who had campaigned to get two baths per week is now washed the washcloth every day. Especially because he is able to claim it, ” he adds.
The staff installs it on his electric wheelchair two afternoons per week. Otherwise, he stays in his bed.
He was accustomed to using his chair all day and even take a carriage adapted to go up in Rosemere on the North Shore of Montreal, in particular.
Mr. Tremblay redoubt as the heat begins to settle over the metropolis.
His room has no air-conditioning. He says that in 16 years at the CHSLD, he never even opened the heating.
“At this point, I’m almost naked […]. I don’t have the choice, it is too hot otherwise “, he says.
His window had a beautiful be open, no air is flowing.
“The worst thing is that you pay a rent to stay here,” he breathed, disheartened.