Morning all,
Terry, I think that if I ever heard anyone say '
if the person was at home that wouldn't happen', I'd give them an extremely rude response! It may work out that way for some pwd's, but for a probably equal number, it would make no difference at all. Sweeping generalisations of that sort madden me - they equal ignorance and a lack of understanding.
Thank you, pip xxxxx
Hi Slugsta - yep, it would have been nice not to have to fight. And it would be nicer if I didn't now feel that I will no doubt have to fight this battle again and again in the future. I have absolutely no confidence that the one respite bed is safe long term. The thought of having to repeat that battle, over and over, is as stressful as the hands on care can be.
Mil also struggles with menus - and I've wondered why. Just last week she picked up an envelope and correctly said 'Oh - this is addressed to S***' - so she can read small print and at a close distance . She can also, most of the time, read the time off the TV if its showing (though that can be a bit hit and miss), so I don't think that its her eyesight at all. But when faced with a menu, she will look for a couple of minutes then say that she has 'forgotten her glasses'. I think that that amount of print is just too overwhelming for her brain to cope with. If we read out the whole menu, she struggles with that too, clearly unable to remember the 1 st item, by the time we read out the 3rd or 4th. Knowing Mil well, we find 2 or 3 things that we know she enjoys and she will chose from them - and 99 times out of 100, she will opt for scampi!
A big yes on the too much stimulous being a problem, Amy - they often have some form of entertainment or trips in DC. Just yesterday, and not for the first time, one of the carers commented that Mil was 'great' when the entertainment they had in the afternoon was going on - but she kicked off literally as soon as it was over. And they have noticed that this happens with her time and time again. It's why we now try not to include her in events and days out - she simply cannot cope. A meal out is about the extent of what she can manage now - and even that can be difficult
LadyA, what you say about having to see 'choices' rings a loud bell here. What we have found, a few times, is that if a menu contains large, clear images, Mil will point to the pictures and ask just about those items shown. But, this can backfire if there are photographs of puddings that she likes, because she will focus just on the pudding she has decided she wants and its awfully hard to direct her to even think about a main course - all she can think/talk about is the banana split or the ice cream sundae she has spotted!
She continued to be 'grumpy' until the mini bus collected her yesterday morning. The coat loop featured, as did repeated requests to lend her '5 shillings for some ciggies'. When I went to pick her up, I knew before anything was said that there had been some level of agitation, because despite wearing a light top (DC is so blooming hot!) she was really sweaty. In the car, straight into had I seen her Dad? Did he have the children? Was he waiting for her at my house? - though to be fair, a stern 'Look at the traffice - wait until we get home and then we can talk' actually worked straight off and she was quiet for the rest of the journey.
And then the evening just seemed to be one long 'drone' about going home. No upset, no agitation, just every two minutes 'Had I better go home now? What time are the buses to get me home? Are you giving me a lift home now? I'll get my coat - its time I went home now'. Each time, I gently reminded her that she was home, once or twice there were half hearted aruments in response (including telling me that she had promised ' that woman, whats her name, you know her - Mrs . . . . Mrs. . . . Oh, I can't think of her name' that she would go an live with her in London!) but nothing major. And then, after seeming to accept my assurance that she was home, two minutes later she was off again. It made for a long evening, but she didn;t really step up a notch until OH got home, at which poiunt the demands for 'home' went into overdrive and in the end he had to speak very firmly to her as she began to get very rude with me again. The 'stern' voice worked, though, and about 20 minutes later, I was able to get her up to bed with the minimum of fuss.
She has been up in the night though - she didn't disturb us, but I woke at about 4a.m., absolutely swealtering and found the heating dial turned up to 26 !!! Mil does that now and again - having the control moved out of her reach is yet another item on the 'to do' list
Will be sorting Mils kit for the overnight respite on Thursday today. I've emailed the home with a very comprehensive 'this is me' type document, but the prn meds have been changed since then and despite 2 days of trying, I haven't been able to get hold of the prn to find out if they have sent the paperwork needed to allow the new place to give the diazapam, so I need to chase that too.
I've also, being as son is coming home with us tomorrow, got to find a home for the mountain of wrapped Christmas presents that are currently sitting on his bed!!!
Hope you all have a good day xxxxx