My H’s father was in a place like that for about 6 months until he went into hospice. It was very nice and all the people who worked there were wonderful. We were very happy with it.
H’s mother died in her 60’s of cancer so she never made it into assisted living. And my father died in his 50’s of an aneurysm, so again never made it into assisted living.
For my mom, she wasn’t in assisted living until the last year of her life. In fact, she was pretty sharp until the last year of her life. It just go to be too much for my stepfather to care for her at home, he is younger than her, but still pretty old and one day my mother fell and my stepfather pulled a muscle trying to get her up and another time my mom went to take a walk, and got lost because she had forgotten how to get home.
As for my stepfather, he wants to stay in his own home. Mentally he is still very sharp. but he can’t see or hear very well, and I can tell his walking is getting slower. He know has live in help who assist with cooking, chores, and making sure he is ok and get around. It’s nice knowing someone is there since he can’t see very well. He is able to get around because he’s lived in the house so long, he kind of has the layout memorized. But, the caregivers do help a lot and they also drive him on errands and to appointments as needed. But, my stepfather is lucky to also have relatives and friends who are able to help with driving to appointments and errands too. He has a nice neighbor who takes him grocery shopping every week.
So much to think about as you age.