Oh BLIP - sorry to hear about all the issues with the SS! So reminds me of when we were looking after MIL!! My husband referred to them as the SS (as a reference to war time). They moved her from hospital without telling us at all (even tho' we would visit regularly) to a care home and then after we had made changes to our home and were planning to bring her to live with us (with a self funded care team in place) they tried to stop us saying she would only live a few months and was very frail. She did move in with us and lived for a further 18 mths and I know her QoL was much improved! Both the care home and ss also lied to us in an effort to make us leave her there - she was allowed to lay in bed all day and although incontinent was not in pads so wet and smelly every time we visited - we just couldn't leave her like that!
Now with my OH also suffering with dementia, I dread having to deal with SS again!
Oh you poor soul having to go through the same rigmarole with SS again, I feel guilty about moaning when their are so many more people worse off than me. I'm off to my MRI scan now to check on my alien ! What my son called my brain tumour when I was diagnosed 23 yrs ago. I'm always surprised when they can find a brain lol. Feel like it's been fried over the years through stress and depression. Guess our bodies can cope with a lot more than we give it credit for. ? Your husband and mine are right in their description of the S.S. Same as my description of my physiotherapists as physio terrorists lol. Stay strong and do what you know is best for your family.