Barbara Jean's Asst Living

My mom passed away suddenly and my dad was lost. His health declined quickly so he ended up in the hospital and then into hospice. While at the hospice facility, we were told that he needed to be moved to an assisted living home as he was graduating out of the hospice facility. Both my brother and I live out of Arizona so we had no idea where to start looking. My brother asked for some names at the hospice facility. Barbara Jean’s assisted living was one that was recommended and my brother and sister in law visited it right away. They fell in love with Teia (the owner) and the home! Teia made the transition from the hospice facility to her assisted living home easy. I had a chance to visit my dad at Barbara Jean’s and I was so impressed. The women who work there, including Teia, are true angels. They treat all of their residents with kindness and respect. It is a very clean home and it really feels like a home, not a facility. I felt that the communication was FABULOUS! Teia really helped me have peace while I was mourning my mom’s passing while trying to understand my dad’s condition. My dad recently passed away while living at Barbara’s Jean’s. In his final hours, someone was willing to be by his side. I think he died very happy, because of the kindness of the workers and the warm home feeling. Two of the angels came to my dad’s funeral. Wow, that was very special!

How can I describe what a perfect fit Barbara Jean’s was for my mother? When my father was needing an assisted living care facility, I toured numerous ones throughout the west valley. I hated them all and never did place him in one. When my mother was in need of one, I cringed on the thought of having to place her in one, but didn’t really have any choice with her. Barbara Jean’s was the first one I toured, per a recommendation of a Hospice social worker. The minute my husband and I walked in the door, I had such a sense of relief. The house was very warm and welcoming. It looked a lot like my mother’s house, so I loved that as well. Teia was very nice and answered all 50 million of my questions. I had toured another home, closer to mine as well, right afterwards. I was in that second home two seconds and hated it – like I had hated all the others. We immediately went back to Teia’s and gave her a deposit to hold a room for her. My mother can be a difficult woman to say the least. Teia and my mother got along very well – she was a good match for my old New Yorker mother. I loved the smallness of the number of residents. Teia and my mother became friends right away, and also with one of the gentlemen who resides there. Teia constantly texted me pictures and videos of my mother having a good time. It was always reassuring to be able to call or text anytime I wanted, even though my mother did have her own cell phone. Teia and her staff were always on top of every possible problem my mother was having. By keeping in constant contact with the Hospice doctor and nurse, her issues never got out of hand. I was always kept in the loop, even though I was able to contact Hospice myself. My visits with my mother were always very welcoming. We were always invited to eat with everyone and just hang out. As planned, my mother passed there. She was never alone, and Teia and her staff always abided by my mother’s wishes. I do plan to go back over to visit occasionally, as I consider Teia and some of her staff my family now. My husband and daughters adore them as well. Andrea Bartee