I just need to vent.
This has been the worst weekend of my life. I don't know where to begin. Due to the kindness of a distant relative, I've been able to secure funding for my mother to move to a residential home in the area where I live. I informed the SS in my mother's area about the move date and thought that would be it. Perhaps they'd even be glad to be rid of both us. Then on Saturday I received a letter from them saying they do not believe my mother should be in a residential home and that they have written to my local SS to share their objections to what I am doing.
I cried for about two hours. What kind of monsters are these people? I know they can't stop me. I'm paying for the home and have power of attorney. But that they would TRY to stop me, after the neglect and filth they have left my mother in for a year?????! I have reached the end of what I can take.
Or so I thought. A few hours later, got a call from the police. Carer arrived and mum is missing, front door wide open and no-one home. Police start search. Eventually, I get a call from A&E to say they think they have a lady there who is my mother, can I come have a look? I get there, and she's lying in bed with her face all bloody. We still don't know what happened, but assume she had a fall while wandering as a member of the public found her and called 999.
A&E say, yeah she's really confused. But we can't keep her. I begged. The doctor eventually found a bed for the night but the next day once helpful compassionate doctor was no longer on shift, they sent her home. I don't have a car so red cross volunteers took her. As they tried to leave she started wandering again, repeatedly, and then on the the final occasion she came out half dressed. They put her back inside again and called for a doctor.
The doctor said yes of course she isn't safe to be home and called for an ambulance to take her back to A&E.
A&E said she's fine. But agreed to admit her for one night. Today the hospital agrees that she isn't safe to be left alone, but essentially it isn't their problem. Then to really add insult to injury, while I was taking her to the toilet at hospital, before I could get her on the seat she had explosive diarrhea all over the toilet and the wall. That almost sounds funny, but I wanted to die. That is literally the thought that popped into my head.
After much back and forth, the out of hours social worker (these things always happen when the SS people responsible are not in the office - bet they're having a lovely relaxing weekend) decided she could go home with a 24 hour sitter. Of course, they can't quite understand why I can't just look after her. I explained that like most normal members of society I have a job. And besides, I just can't do it anymore. I can't keep taking her to the toilet and wiping the c r * p from her bottom. Sorry. I must be a bad person because many people on here do it, but I just can't.
So now I'm at home. She's at home. I assume she's ok as I haven't had a called from the police or a&E for 30 mins or so.
But I feel awful. And I feel like I need to talk to someone but who would understand?
I've never felt so alone and depressed in my life.
This has been the worst weekend of my life. I don't know where to begin. Due to the kindness of a distant relative, I've been able to secure funding for my mother to move to a residential home in the area where I live. I informed the SS in my mother's area about the move date and thought that would be it. Perhaps they'd even be glad to be rid of both us. Then on Saturday I received a letter from them saying they do not believe my mother should be in a residential home and that they have written to my local SS to share their objections to what I am doing.
I cried for about two hours. What kind of monsters are these people? I know they can't stop me. I'm paying for the home and have power of attorney. But that they would TRY to stop me, after the neglect and filth they have left my mother in for a year?????! I have reached the end of what I can take.
Or so I thought. A few hours later, got a call from the police. Carer arrived and mum is missing, front door wide open and no-one home. Police start search. Eventually, I get a call from A&E to say they think they have a lady there who is my mother, can I come have a look? I get there, and she's lying in bed with her face all bloody. We still don't know what happened, but assume she had a fall while wandering as a member of the public found her and called 999.
A&E say, yeah she's really confused. But we can't keep her. I begged. The doctor eventually found a bed for the night but the next day once helpful compassionate doctor was no longer on shift, they sent her home. I don't have a car so red cross volunteers took her. As they tried to leave she started wandering again, repeatedly, and then on the the final occasion she came out half dressed. They put her back inside again and called for a doctor.
The doctor said yes of course she isn't safe to be home and called for an ambulance to take her back to A&E.
A&E said she's fine. But agreed to admit her for one night. Today the hospital agrees that she isn't safe to be left alone, but essentially it isn't their problem. Then to really add insult to injury, while I was taking her to the toilet at hospital, before I could get her on the seat she had explosive diarrhea all over the toilet and the wall. That almost sounds funny, but I wanted to die. That is literally the thought that popped into my head.
After much back and forth, the out of hours social worker (these things always happen when the SS people responsible are not in the office - bet they're having a lovely relaxing weekend) decided she could go home with a 24 hour sitter. Of course, they can't quite understand why I can't just look after her. I explained that like most normal members of society I have a job. And besides, I just can't do it anymore. I can't keep taking her to the toilet and wiping the c r * p from her bottom. Sorry. I must be a bad person because many people on here do it, but I just can't.
So now I'm at home. She's at home. I assume she's ok as I haven't had a called from the police or a&E for 30 mins or so.
But I feel awful. And I feel like I need to talk to someone but who would understand?
I've never felt so alone and depressed in my life.
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