As if it's not enough that John has Stage 6 Alzheimers, COPD, and is physically disabled, at an outpatients appointment on Wednesday, we were told he might have Asbestosis, and that further tests are to take place.
Then on Thursday I was called by his club to say that an ambulance had arrived to take him to hospital, as he'd collapsed with chest pains. When I reached hospital, they carried out tests and it was confirmed he'd had a heart attack, and suffered damage to his heart.
I got home at 1 am yesterday, absolutely worn out, and was up at the hospital several times yesterday and today. John's being moved to the CC Unit, but he's so confused as to what's happening, and getting totally muddled. He seems to think he should be going for meetings at work (he retired over 20 years ago), and continually asks me if I want him to drive me home (he hasn't driven for yonks), and is having difficulty remembering my name. I keep telling the staff that, whilst I know they are busy, and that they treating him for a heart attack, nevertheless he has Alzheimers, and his sense of danger is equivalent to that of a toddler.
However, he appears to have wandered off a few times, so I phoned Security, and said how worried I was, and they just fobbed me off and told me to talk to the charge nurse on his ward. I did that, gritting my teeth, and they said John had only wandered from the Assessment Unit A (where he's waiting), to Assessment Unit B but he might as well have wandered to Timbuctoo.
I feel utterly in the depths of despair.![Frown :( :(](data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7)
Then on Thursday I was called by his club to say that an ambulance had arrived to take him to hospital, as he'd collapsed with chest pains. When I reached hospital, they carried out tests and it was confirmed he'd had a heart attack, and suffered damage to his heart.
I got home at 1 am yesterday, absolutely worn out, and was up at the hospital several times yesterday and today. John's being moved to the CC Unit, but he's so confused as to what's happening, and getting totally muddled. He seems to think he should be going for meetings at work (he retired over 20 years ago), and continually asks me if I want him to drive me home (he hasn't driven for yonks), and is having difficulty remembering my name. I keep telling the staff that, whilst I know they are busy, and that they treating him for a heart attack, nevertheless he has Alzheimers, and his sense of danger is equivalent to that of a toddler.
However, he appears to have wandered off a few times, so I phoned Security, and said how worried I was, and they just fobbed me off and told me to talk to the charge nurse on his ward. I did that, gritting my teeth, and they said John had only wandered from the Assessment Unit A (where he's waiting), to Assessment Unit B but he might as well have wandered to Timbuctoo.
I feel utterly in the depths of despair.