Morning...
I managed a couple of days to visit Mum in the week but have once again fallen foul of d&v
Can't help but think my body is trying to reset to default after using so much effort to contain the overload from running at critical, & it's venting pressure from every safety valve at once
I am even more convinced that Mum had another TIA ( mini stroke ) about eight weeks ago, as she too has become immobile & needs this huge contraption just to stand her up. Consequence of being in a wheelchair is her developing sores so ended up being bedridden, thereby keeping her off her touche to allow it to heal. The benefit of the chair is being able to wander between the various lounges for different views of the outside world & also out into the garden.
Mum has far less stress around her care - whether
she acknowledges that or not - than there would have been if I had insisted she come home. There are all sorts of gadgets & gizmos available to them that just wouldn't fit in a domestic setting, designed to help make Life comfortable for my mum...why would I
not want that for her. If we were still in her home the whole mother & daughter relationship would have been gone forever, to be replaced by feelings of resentment & confinement, just waiting for the inevitable for either of us.
I well recall a nurse from the Dementia Team in the hospital asking me if I wanted to remember Mum as my mother & smile, or as my mill stone & resent every dirty bedsheet. Made
me think ... long ... & hard...