Mum seemed well today
Hi everyone, I haven't been around this week because I have been trying to rest, and this meant I didn't go and visit Mum, but I went this afternoon. I found Mum in a perky mood, she recognised me and chatted quite a lot, although not all of what she said made sense. For example, she said, "I think I need you to come every day," and when I asked why, she said, "Because those other people can't reach!"
I fed her a Gu blueberry cheesecake which she polished off in no time, and then the carer brought me and Mum a slice of home made carrot cake each and a cuppa. That was delicious. Mum ate all the cake too which surprised me. She also drank the cuppa and about 120 mls of ribena, so a very good eating day.
On the way out I stopped to talk to the nurse and we had a chat about Mum. She said that Mum still has the soft patch (I think it's called a moist lesion or something) on her back, and that she is off all the antibiotics, but the tissue nurse has discharged her. I said I couldn't believe the change in Mum, and the nurse said she couldn't either. I said, I really thought Mum was on the way out in January, and she agreed with me, and said she thought the same. I said and now look at Mum and how much better she is, and she sort of frowned and said well.... and then there was a pause. So I said I suppose what you are saying is Mum is still very frail, and she said yes. She said we have to wait and see how Mum goes now all the antibiotics are leaving her system, so I guess we will just see. She said there is one more antibiotic they can try that will not raise the risk of c diff but I said I just wanted Mum to be comfy. She has oral thrush and they are getting her some stuff for that - I dare say that's caused by the antibiotics.
So, all in all, a good visit, Mum was in a good mood and very comfy. She was on a 30* tilt with her feather pillow and said she was very happy and in no pain. And when they turned her she didn't make a sound. So I feel quite content, though drained. The last few weeks have taken it out of me. In a couple of weeks it will be two and a half years since Mum left her home for the very last time, a day I recall vividly because although she knew she was going into the home for a week's respite, I did not tell her the ambulance was coming at 1 pm - she got acute anxiety attacks and would not eat or sleep if she knew she would have to leave the house. (Don't get me wrong, she had agreed to go into the care home for respite, but just didn't know exactly when in the week it would all happen - although she could not walk, she thought she was going to walk out to my car and climb in it - an impossibility given her mobility, so I had had to book a 2 man ambulance and a wheelchair) So in the end she went very suddenly, and had no time to take her leave of her beloved home - which she loved with all her heart. After a week in the home, she wasn't begging to go home, as I expected, instead she was begging to stay and was terrified and anxious they were going to force her to go back home. I then had a couple of weeks to try and help her decide was she staying in the home or going back to her house. She was totally against going back home and begged the social worker to let her stay.
It has been a hellish two and a half years and looking back there have been many times I have thought I could not stand any more, and yet somehow we face another day. How much worse these years must have been for Mum, being terrified alternately that I was going to sell her house, or not sell it and make her go back and live in it.
I don't know why I am dwelling on all this tonight - it seems like a milestone somehow. I had better stop wallowing hadn't I and get on with Friday!
Hope you are all well and I am so sorry I haven't the energy to post much. I have so many threads to catch up on. Thanks for all the PMs too. I will get around to replying to them all.
xxxx Love,