Mum took to her bed more and more as time went on. Weekdays she had clubs and day care to go to so getting her up and washed was a challenge but during the week and eventually with the help of carers we managed OK. Weekends I initially would try to get her up by tennish but she was clearly unhappy about this (carers were angels of course, I was the devil incarnate - I think we have all been there!). Eventually we left her to it and she would spend either one or two days in bed - mainly asleep - and was, frankly, none the wiser about the passing of days and seemed quite content. Obviously we kept her hydrated and she did accept small amounts of food (yogurt, ice cream and cake mainly). Yes, I suppose we could have insisted she got up but then she would have been unhappy and cross, and so would I. Guilt? Yes but after a while I just thought you have to go with the flow.