Country Meadows Retirement Communities

Douglas Mueller

Amanda is a bitter med tech who thinks she’s a nurse. She’s insecure and incompetent

Natasha Forester

The medication technicians are not nurses and they are not skills or knowledge. If you are going to put your family member in a place that cost thousands of dollars a month you should at least get a real nurse to take care of them. They worry about petty things and they are not going to save a life because they do not know what to look for when there is a problem

Henry Schairer

My mother was very resistant to the idea of being in "an institution". However, when she fell ill during the early part of the pandemic, she required a hospitalization followed by acute rehab. She entered Country Meadows on 1 September 2020 as a "trial"---a continuation of her rehab. She was still pretty debilitated when she arrived, but through the tireless efforts of the Country Meadows staff, she has come a very long way. She has been there ever since and really loves it. She has a very comfortable one bedroom apartment and enjoys sitting with her friends at mealtimes (she loves the food and tells me of all the delicious choices!) in the dining room and in the common areas. The care is superb; everyone bends over backwards to help her and make her feel welcome and included. Country Meadows has been spectacular during the pandemic: extra cleanings, quarantines when necessary, communicating with residents and their families. I am very impressed with the care they provide and would recommend them without reservation.

Jill Kearney

My love for this special place is deep. Beyond the lovely decor and the friendly residents, its the kind folk who “work here” though I dare say it’s more a passion than a job. More than 20 years ago, my mother-in-law, originally from Pittsburgh, was living in a make-shift apt in my dining room, waiting for an apt. She was boosted to the top of the list when I had to have emergency surgery and taking care of her was no longer an option. Martie Haller said they’d find a way to make it work and indeed they did. Mom Kearney died there 18 months later, but totally independent as she always wanted to be! Seventeen years later my own Mom moved up from Florida and she also chose Country Meadows of Allentown. Martie again, now like a sister to me, took Mom under her wing until we found the perfect apt. And again Martie was there when Mom needed to move to personal care. And when Mom chose to come home with me for skilled care during Covid, Martie set up a ZOOM party for Mom’s 92nd with her best friends… and then rang our doorbell to drop off the cake and balloons for our celebration! Months later, when Mom finally passed I asked Martie if she could be with me to speak at Mom’s little outdoor private memorial service. Of course she said yes, and even brought the flowers. Even today, when driving by, I sometimes stop to visit Mom’s “girlfriends” because of course, they are mine too! And the staff still greets me like I’m family. Because I truly believe THEY believe I am.