Sherrill House

Just as you instantly know when entering Epoch Chestnut Hill that there is something wrong about the place, you immediately sense something RIGHT about Sherrill. The staff has great morale. The place is spotless. Patients look cared for. Professionals actually answer questions. In short, everything a rehab and nursing home should be.

My wife recently stayed there for a week of post-​op rehab. We have had too much experience with rehab facilities, so we know what the landscape is like. Sherrill House was EXCELLENT in every way. Great attitude among the staff, nice facility and pretty good food, all things considered. (I also appreciated that it was on the Green Line.)
The people are terrific and the PT she received was outstanding. I hope to never have to go, but if I did, this would be the place.

The Sherrill House in Jamaica plain is where you want long term care for your loved one! They treat their patients with care, respect and consideration! I can’t say enough about them.
Marie the weekday nurse, Rachel the weekend nurse, and so many more of the aids and staff really took the best care of my mother. They truly had her best interests at heart!
Over the years my mom has been to many a rehab, nursing home, assisted living facility etc but none compare to the care she received at the sherrill house!
We lost our mom recently and want to say THANK YOU to all at the Sherrill House for showing my mom respect and consideration!

KInd of scary, even for a middle-​aged professional woman, to be from out-​of-​town, in a Boston hospital following emergency surgery, and be asked which rehab did I want to go to…
Based on satisfactory comments from New England Baptist Hospital patients where I had just had my surgery, 2 choices in the Boston area were suggested to me by the NEBH staff. My criteria were: the BEST & not necessarily local to my home in New Hampshire. I chose Sherrill House based on their non-​profit status and a volunteer program they have with Trinity Church, knowing nothing else and having no internet access at the time!!!
Since I have been here 1 week, I have been perfectly satisfied… no IMPRESSED… with the PT and OT departments, the quality of the food, the adequacy (and attitude!) of all the nursing staff, for meds, IV, bathroom needs, and of course with the facility’s overall cleanliness.
Choose Sherrill House and you will get better.

I am only giving one star because my mother did like maybe two of the staff members in her 2 weeks of being a patient there. I urge everyone reading this review, if you have a loved one, DO NOT send them to the Sherrill House. My mother would go for hours without pain medication, as well as anyone just checking in to see how she was doing. The case worker insisted that this was the place to send my mother, and of course, she obviously gets some kind of kick back for sending patients there. If it was the last rehab on earth, I still would not send anyone I love to the Sherrill House. NEVER!!!

My father’s doctor sent him to rehab at Sherrill House because they have a terrific physical therapy program, but that’s the only good thing about this place. That and the cleanliness. It’s very clean there.
I don’t mean to offend those in the nursing profession, but I feel like you get the worst of the worst at places like Sherrill House that double as a rehab facility and nursing home. The only time I saw anyone walk into my father’s room was either when he paged them or they came into change the name on the ‘on call’ board. When they did make their presence known, it was more of a bother to help my father than anything else.
Before he got transferred from the hospital, his case manager kept telling us to ensure that someone is present with him for at least a few hours a day. She kept saying that – present. And now I can see why – unless one has a family member or friend there to walk out to the circulation desk and ask questions, make a demand, or even ask where the linen closet is (I had to change my father’s bed the entire time I was there… isn’t that their job?), nothing will get done and the patient is, for lack of a better word, neglected. And what was really infuriating was the fact that, at any given time, there were at least 10 nurses working. I use the word ‘working’ loosely because most of the time they were milling around the circulation desk chatting or in the common room sitting watching tv.
One pro of such a lax environment is that we could pretty much do whatever we wanted – my father always had plenty of bottled water and linens on hand since we could just go into the closets and loot the place!