Mum had a fall back in May that triggered rapid onset dementia (of an Alzheimer's style). After the fall she was unable to weight bear so was using a wheelchair and could no longer live at home alone. She left hospital in June and went into a care home. Her appetite was poor from the beginning and over the last few months has decreased to nothing now. She is also bedbound and has contractures. They told me she wouldn't last till Christmas the way she was going so I arranged for mum to go home and be cared for at home for her last months. She never wanted to go into care so her dying wish was to be able to die in her own home.
Mum has been home for just over a week and the deterioration seems to be accelerating. We are struggling to get fluids into her - sometimes she will bring them straight back up with lots of mucus. The out of hours GP couldn't say what was wrong and I called her GP the next day who has said that she is progressing through her illness and needs palliative care.
Moving back to help care for mum at home has been a lot harder than I thought - a lot of the other posts I have read show other people have found the same. I just didn't expect the emotional rollercoaster and for everything to be progressing so quickly.
It's nice to know I am not alone (my husband and daughter have been great but are not as emotionally invested in this as I am and they are 100 miles away) and that there are other people who really understand the emotional aspect of caring for a loved one - wanting them to live as they are your loved one and you want to try everything possible for them, but wanting it over so they don't have to suffer anymore. Then there is the guilt for even thinking such thoughts.
Sorry for waffling on but just writing this out is helping me deal with everything happening right now.
Mum has been home for just over a week and the deterioration seems to be accelerating. We are struggling to get fluids into her - sometimes she will bring them straight back up with lots of mucus. The out of hours GP couldn't say what was wrong and I called her GP the next day who has said that she is progressing through her illness and needs palliative care.
Moving back to help care for mum at home has been a lot harder than I thought - a lot of the other posts I have read show other people have found the same. I just didn't expect the emotional rollercoaster and for everything to be progressing so quickly.
It's nice to know I am not alone (my husband and daughter have been great but are not as emotionally invested in this as I am and they are 100 miles away) and that there are other people who really understand the emotional aspect of caring for a loved one - wanting them to live as they are your loved one and you want to try everything possible for them, but wanting it over so they don't have to suffer anymore. Then there is the guilt for even thinking such thoughts.
Sorry for waffling on but just writing this out is helping me deal with everything happening right now.