Hi again, everyone. It's been a while since my last post - mostly because it's been a while since Grandma's last visit. We've largely stopped letting her in, but due to plumbers and my dad arriving at similar times this evening, today was an exception.
As before, she didn't seem to have come round for anything in particular - just to talk over and over about her confabulations (including how her neighbours have been telling her to move into a flat, which we originally looked into over a year ago, and her eldest son's apparent death.). However, what really knocked me was how, over and over again, said that she wished she was dead, knew she wasn't wanted, was going to go home and overdose on pills etc - all whilst I was standing in the room. She said she was sorry, both for those remarks and coming over in general, but I know it's not sincere.
My mum and dad seem to be coping remarkably well with it all - likely because they have to - but dementia or not, I will always see her as a family member that I have an innate need to protect. Today was one of the first times in a while that I stood my ground with her about her threats of violence towards her apparent persecutors, and, perhaps in tandem, one of the first time she's been mad at me. I told her to lower her voice numerous times, but that obviously didn't happen.
From reading TP for a while, I know it adheres to a policy of compassion - of "it's the disease, not the person". But if I'm incredibly honest, right now I'm finding it hard to be compassionate towards a woman who, on top of all the delusions, seems to be not a very nice person...
As before, she didn't seem to have come round for anything in particular - just to talk over and over about her confabulations (including how her neighbours have been telling her to move into a flat, which we originally looked into over a year ago, and her eldest son's apparent death.). However, what really knocked me was how, over and over again, said that she wished she was dead, knew she wasn't wanted, was going to go home and overdose on pills etc - all whilst I was standing in the room. She said she was sorry, both for those remarks and coming over in general, but I know it's not sincere.
My mum and dad seem to be coping remarkably well with it all - likely because they have to - but dementia or not, I will always see her as a family member that I have an innate need to protect. Today was one of the first times in a while that I stood my ground with her about her threats of violence towards her apparent persecutors, and, perhaps in tandem, one of the first time she's been mad at me. I told her to lower her voice numerous times, but that obviously didn't happen.
From reading TP for a while, I know it adheres to a policy of compassion - of "it's the disease, not the person". But if I'm incredibly honest, right now I'm finding it hard to be compassionate towards a woman who, on top of all the delusions, seems to be not a very nice person...