Armour Oaks Senior Living Community

Last week a friend asked how it’s working for me living at Armour Oaks, and I told her truthfully… I’ve been here almost four years now and enjoy many things about living here - mainly being with a community of peers - we all deal with (and understand) similar aches and pains, forgetting names, and wasting time looking for misplaced stuff, so we share and laugh about it all. I’m glad I moved here while I can still enjoy “both worlds” - the independent apartment amenities (included in our monthly fee!) like weekly housekeeping, three tasty meals daily that are planned-shopped for-cooked-served-and-cleaned up, weekly bus trips with drop off at front door of interesting sites such as Tuskegee Airmen exhibit at Bruce Watkins Cultural Center, The Negro Leagues and KC Jazz Museums, and the WWI Museum, and interesting conversations during meals and activities WHEN I’M HERE; because I’m still driving and get out and about several times each week as I continue being involved in my church and several community organizations. I can walk safely throughout our several acre campus with many beautiful old trees and a charming pond, and it’s a pleasure to entertain my friends and family in my comfy apartment, by our cozy fireplace, or out on our shady veranda. These photos show the view out of one of my large windows, a recent meal at lunchtime, Chex Mix made in my ample kitchen for residents cheering on the Chiefs, and “Friday Morning Coffee and Conversation” in Parks’ 3rd floor sunroom, and my front door

My grandmother was a resident at Armor Oak Senior Living Center for less than six months before she passed away. Choosing this facility is one of the worst decisions our family ever made. What she experienced there was neglect, fear, and conditions no elderly person should ever have to endure. From the beginning, my grandmother was afraid of the staff. When she would tell us she needed something and we said we would speak to a nurse, she would beg us not to because she feared retaliation when we weren’t around. We asked the nurses about this, and of course it was denied, but her fear never went away. That alone should have been a warning sign. One day we walked in to find my grandmother barely hanging on in her bed. She was slumped to the side, clearly uncomfortable and struggling, with a cord laid across her chest and neck area. She looked terrified and helpless. Outside her door were several nurses standing around gossiping while she was inside in that condition. When we confronted them and asked what happened, no one could give us a clear answer. They tried to claim she had positioned herself that way, but my grandmother could barely move on her own. We know she did not put herself in that position. That same day, later that night, we received a call that she had fallen. About a week after that fall, my grandmother was gone. She shattered her hip, and everything declined from there. The story we were told made no sense. The nurses said she got out of bed to get a snack and fell. My grandmother could not walk. She could not get herself out of bed. We will never believe that explanation. She had no bed railings, even though she was immobile and unable to protect herself from falling. There were exposed wires hanging out of the wall next to her bed that we reported. We were told someone would “come look at it,” but nothing was done. The facility was filthy—dirty walls, dirty doors, unclean furniture. This is not an environment for vulnerable seniors. There were

I strongly urge to not bring your loved one here. My grandmother was here for only 4 months before she passed away due to the neglect of this place. My grandmother died due to a fall that could have been totally avoided had she been properly taken care of. She was found by the sink in her room, which is weird because she couldn’t walk and was supposedly left in her bed before she fell. This has left our family with so many unanswered questions. My father was resident here for seven months and within those he had repeated UTIs due to poor peri care. Eventually one of those UTIs led to sepsis and had he not gone to the ER my father could have potentially died as well. Please reconsider if you are thinking about placing your love one here 🙏🏾 my grandmother’s death could have been avoided and my father should have received better care!💗