Gosh I don’t know how you’re sleeping on the edge of the hospital bed 🙈🙈 i did a few weeks on the floor prior to my fall detector arriving but that was my limit.Oh my @sdmhred - how heartbreaking my friend. Mum has Flopsy 1 and Duggie too - we have a little ritual which I perform whilst tucking her in, she's just looking for something a little bit extra at the moment. On the plus side I've learnt to sleep on six inches (width) of hospital bed haha
Bit of a Houdini me can actually sleep anywhere - standing, leaning, perched haha, hmm actually anywhere other than my folding bed!! Trust me, in my 'youth' and earlier student days I woke up in some really funny places... 🤔 the things we do eh?Gosh I don’t know how you’re sleeping on the edge of the hospital bed 🙈🙈 i did a few weeks on the floor prior to my fall detector arriving but that was my limit.
I have a new motto in life ‘late stage dementia is **** but I grab hold of any unexpected treasures that come my way’……today I was a little like the pied piper of dementia in the dining room, but it was a privilege to hang round with some special people 🥰🥰
Sounds a wonderful day - 😀Out yesterday afternoon with mum for a couple of hours, a spontaneous sort of thing - sunny albeit windy/blowy cold in places. Got mum out of wheelchair quickly on arrival at park bench as not to make RA any worse than it currently is, she leant into me as the wind buffeted us but was enjoyed nonetheless. Anyways had our packed lunch/drinks, fed the ducks and listened to music before we had a 'short walk' together ❤ Didn't have a p.m. nap retiring to bed early as a result but worth the trade off methinks!
She was happy 😊
It was @Knitandpurl Very easy to get out of the habit of trundling forth especially with the weather being so consistently wet since October and mum's RA a constant management issue but we were both desperate to give it a go!! Pleased it worked out so well mum's cheeky smile was a welcome return for our efforts.Sounds a wonderful day - 😀
It's good that she can still enjoy the television. Let it ride. One day things won't make as much sense. My mother started saying movies and TV shows were "stupid" because she couldn't follow the storylines. That's when nature programmes of fluffy and attractive animals came in.
mine has problems following film plots. he likes his F1, ladies rugby and football. he likers nature programs - enjoyed spring time on the farm as he grew up on one and mammalsI am finding films are mainly best avoided now as some very strange interpretations by my husband and these usually mean a disturbed night. Looked up Somebody feed Phil but unfortunately we don't have netflix. Repair shop and pointless are safe bets for us as is a Poirot...gets bit boring though!
Totally understand that having experienced something similar at the outset of our journey together but mum's taste in film/Tv shifted dramatically to mirror my late dad's several years ago. The more blood, bullets and violent fight scenes there she gets really cognitively sharp & focused... Lots of smiles, big energy and eager for commentary from myself!! If mum's happy and motivated it's a win-win all round I suppose Freddy Vs. Jason tonight haha. I do remember as a small child she went to see 'Alien' with my dad, was also a huge fan of B/W horrors that featured the likes of Boris Karloff, Lon Chaney Jr. and Bela Lugosi... Hmm I know I digress here but anyone recollect 'The Beast with Five Fingers'? I also remember hiding behind a newspaper whilst watching the original Tv film of 'Salem's Lot' with mum, the scratching on the hospital window.... Perhaps it was always her thing the more I think about it 🤔Our current viewing is Somebody Feed Phil. My husband gets concerned now about any action films, include Westerns that he used to love, thinks we are in danger and hard to convince him all is well so Phil is a safe bet for now.
Mum does like 'Foyle's War' I found in the earlier part of our journey it was initially challenging to separate reality and fiction but that reset itself soon enough. Interactive displays in museums that included audio/visual media... well mum thought she was talking to actual people!I am finding films are mainly best avoided now as some very strange interpretations by my husband and these usually mean a disturbed night. Looked up Somebody feed Phil but unfortunately we don't have netflix. Repair shop and pointless are safe bets for us as is a Poirot...gets bit boring though!
I hated doing my Mum’s nails, her fingers would be rigid and she’d be ‘oohing’ before I’d even touched her. I was so glad when she moved into the Home they had a manicurist come round - and she loved her. Luckily hubby has no such problems with me doing his nails, and likes nothing better than a foot massage. Like you I find that quite a nice ‘chunky’ thing to do.Spent a nice hour in the backroom listening to music with mum whilst I sorted her nails, was well relaxed as she leant heavily into my shoulder I remember many years ago our first attempts at such - total failure haha. She would pull away, jostle, the works... and I mean the works!!! So for anyone struggling out there after investing some time on the Krypton Factor-like trials of nail care you will get it eventually... honest Toenails tomorrow peeps, tally ho and all that!
Yep I find it quite therapeutic, not rushing around or anything a quiet moment in a usually busy day. It was definitely a high risk manoeuvre and took us both time to adapt, mum would often jerk her hand away with accompanying sound effects! Fortunately no such problems today and isn't your husband a lucky chap... a foot massage too!!I hated doing my Mum’s nails, her fingers would be rigid and she’d be ‘oohing’ before I’d even touched her. I was so glad when she moved into the Home they had a manicurist come round - and she loved her. Luckily hubby has no such problems with me doing his nails, and likes nothing better than a foot massage. Like you I find that quite a nice ‘chunky’ thing to do.