Everyone have their hearing aids turned up? Canes in a safe spot? Depends fresh and clean?
Alright, time for this week’s endeavor in (If you haven’t guessed already, it’s in the title…) an abandoned nursing home!
Remember our last trip? The school? Well, the friends we met inside gave us this location with the urgency it was soon being renovated.
So, off we went the next week!
There wasn’t much information on this place because it is still technically a company in operation. Based off what we did find inside it has been closed since December/January 1997/1998.
Slowly decaying and defrosting next to an active hospital was this quaint little building.
No visible breaks in the glass, no bent metal, so logic said no way in. It looked as if it hadn’t been bothered with in ages.
For sheer shits and giggles we went to the front door.
Open sez me.
Always try the door…
At first glance the hallway is chaos. Cluttered with empty beds that once held the elderly, machines that monitored and maintained their health…
It’s quiet and somber. Creepy. Like we shouldn’t be there.
But when has that ever stopped us?
Sets of rooms are connected by a bathroom, avoiding the stacked clutter in the hallways we progressed through the first stretch of the building through these. Inside were beds still dressed with sheets, adorned with the inhabitants personal touches.Which added to the eerie atmosphere.
A few rooms still held personal items and cards with loving handwritten messages.
Some letters never sent.
I’ll pause so you can absorb all that.
Annnd moving forward.
Rounding the end of the first hallway the clutter dispersed, the rooms held much less and we moved much more freely through the rest of the building.
We head towards the day-room with a sharp eye out for the basement. (The basement is always Jay’s favorite, not mine. Spider central.)
3/4 of the way the signs point left and Jay finds the door to his beloved basement.
LOLZ. That’s ice my friends. 5 feet of ice.
With the sound of running water still pumping into whatever is left to fill of the basement turning around to our original destination was looking like a better option.
Carefully maneuvering through the room completely made up of windows we found some fun nick-knacks.
The nursing home was built in a interconnected square, so we figured we’d finish up and follow the last hallway back to where we came in.
Starting to see places where the weight of snow combined with melting temperatures had compromised the infrastructure we weave in and out of more residents’ rooms.
And find a sad friend.
Another left turn and
Hello, pretty colors.
Grab a tray guise.
The last bit of the hallway before the main entrance had a nurses station and more scattered expensive equipment.
Sucking it in, climbing and pushing our way through the last bit ( I mean this hallway was jam-freaking-packed) we get to our in, now our out.
With Jay leading the way, holding the door open waiting for me I took one last glance behind me and shivered.
I caught a case of the heebies.
This was Jay’s exploring outfit for the day : Canadian Tuxedo.
Also, selfie at every mirror.
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Questions? Comments? Did your Gramma live here?
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(P.s. Sorry for the long hiatus, my Grandmother passed this July and it has left me with little time to produce these amidst working, but we are back in action. Thank you for your patience!)