Thank you.
We had a lovely two hours, from 1--3pm.
We discussed the ward round meeting tomorrow. Dhiren was delighted Paul was coming, he knew we were both able to speak up for him, we know what he wants. He was happy to stay in hospital as long as he knew we were working towards him coming home.
The at 3 o`clock it all changed.
He was coming home with me. He wouldn`t stay one minute longer in this place. The food was terrible. The people were mad. Paul is all talk. I am all talk. We are trying to fob him off. It is because he isn`t English. He would walk behind me.
Because of yesterday`s experience I was not as shocked, so not as upset. Although I would have liked to have stayed longer, i decided it was best to go. I was able to leave quietly and calmly, helped by the staff. He knocked on the glass door and I waved and blew him a kiss.
But the undertones of racist paranoia were really disturbing. This is something else entirely new.
Dear Kate.
There is a note on the wardrobe door which says `Mrs. G will take Dhiren`s washing home.` There is a laundry bag in the wardrobe.
Dhiren keeps pulling the note off.
Dear Tina.
Dhiren doesn`t accept he is ill. He has no fever, no temperature, no-one takes his pulse or puts a stethoscope to his heart. He is given no madicine. How can he be ill?
The Alzheimers is nothing important. I make it important. The doctors can visit him at home and if they don`t he will pay for a private doctor
I know how you feel about Ken`s tash and beard.
My mother had good, strong, thick, naturally wavy hair. I arrived at her first home one day to find she had been given a perm.
No-one in our family has ever needed or had a perm.
Dear Jan.
I hope we will have some idea when Dhiren is coming home by tomorrow.
Dear Mameeskye
I am going to ask what is considered a good care package. Then I will know whether or not it meets expectations.