I learn with dismay that the Center Évasion/Maison Gilles-Carle in Montreal has just been forced, in an impromptu way, to leave its rented premises.1.
Affected by such invective, this is a situation to make one tremble with affliction when one knows what a Maison Gilles-Carle entails, which gives respite to caregivers by housing and taking care of the sick person.
Untenable situation. About twenty employees to be relocated. Hundreds of caregivers benefiting from help, feeding on his hope, his friendliness, in the name of the benevolence of all, in Quebec.
You and me, patients with loss of autonomy receiving respite during the day and respite at night. A unique conception of aid, of which any visitor from outside, from Europe and elsewhere, admired the originality and the creative aspect of such an exchange system. Development and takeover… as it is… was from the Center Évasion, with the help of the government on a financial plan, and the formation of an ad hoc team transcending dedication, such as the Maisons Gilles-Carle, through the territory. As demand continues to grow.
I must confess that for a very long time I felt the slow advance, the long calculation of a black hole on the horizon. But I refused again and again to consider such a diversion as possible. Namely that faced with the industry of death as compensation and private investment as a source of income, we are all being forced, as Quebecers, to serve through our aging as raw material for mortuary capital.