NanLorac
Registered User
A year ago now, (2am) my husband wouldn't let me help him on to the commode by the bed, he was swearing and trying to hurt me.
Things were getting bad for a few days and my son had to come over to get him off the floor earlier in the night as he couldn't get up himself and he was trying to hurt me. My son put him to bed and waited till he was asleep before heading home.
So a year ago I was up all night trying to keep out of his way but also trying to help him into a chair if he went to sit down, as with PCA and severe spatial awareness he couldn't get himself in a chair. At 7am I phoned my son as my husband tried to sit on the end of the bed and had slipped onto the floor. My son came over helped his Dad up and told me I just had to phone Social services. I did and my husband went in to a care home the following day for 2 days respite, then it was a few days, then I was told he needed full time care so he never came home. I had horrendous problems with the first home then he moved in November to a better home but because of the spatial problems he kept putting himself on the floor ( probably the safest place to him )so they gave me 3 weeks notice to get him another care home as he was a danger to himself and others sitting on the floor.
I thought I was doing ok the past few months but now it's the first anniversaries and everything is flooding back.This week I am reliving every moment and I am in bits. I took my lovely husband to the GP in March 2012 and he passed away in March this year aged 66yrs. Sometimes I look round and go, did all this really happen in the past 5 yrs.
Carol
Things were getting bad for a few days and my son had to come over to get him off the floor earlier in the night as he couldn't get up himself and he was trying to hurt me. My son put him to bed and waited till he was asleep before heading home.
So a year ago I was up all night trying to keep out of his way but also trying to help him into a chair if he went to sit down, as with PCA and severe spatial awareness he couldn't get himself in a chair. At 7am I phoned my son as my husband tried to sit on the end of the bed and had slipped onto the floor. My son came over helped his Dad up and told me I just had to phone Social services. I did and my husband went in to a care home the following day for 2 days respite, then it was a few days, then I was told he needed full time care so he never came home. I had horrendous problems with the first home then he moved in November to a better home but because of the spatial problems he kept putting himself on the floor ( probably the safest place to him )so they gave me 3 weeks notice to get him another care home as he was a danger to himself and others sitting on the floor.
I thought I was doing ok the past few months but now it's the first anniversaries and everything is flooding back.This week I am reliving every moment and I am in bits. I took my lovely husband to the GP in March 2012 and he passed away in March this year aged 66yrs. Sometimes I look round and go, did all this really happen in the past 5 yrs.
Carol