The call has been made
Hello
Thank you all for your very useful posts and suggestions. Well, this morning I spoke at length to the duty Social Worker. She once again explained that whilst there would be a large amount of help available to Dad, he would still need to agree to take it, it could not be "forced" on him. I then tried Sylvia's idea of a person with dementia not being able to make their own decisions. The answer that I received was that Dad would need to be shown to be mentally incapable of making that decision before they ignore his opinion.:eek, Dad does not fall into this category and on a good day can almost pass as having no memory problems whatsoever.
However, the news is not all bleak. I had a call this afternoon from a Social Worker who wants to assess Dad's needs on Monday afternoon. I have decided to not mention this to Dad (as he will only forget it
) until I do meds prompt with him on Monday morning and then tell him I will be visiting him in the afternoon.
Not too sure how it will all work but somehow by lying, emotional blackmail etc I will need to make Dad say OK to having a carer in once a day.
My ace card is some information which I learned this afternoon. I had a coffee with an old friend of mine who works for Social Services who said that if Dad were admitted to hospital for whatever reason, his discharge would be only to a suitable place. Obviously, his current situation is anything but suitable or safe. I am afraid to say that if Dad goes all awkward on me I will have to simply tell him that if refuses help now and because of it he ends up in hospital he will never be able to return to his much loved (but totally unsuitable) cottage, as Social Services will take the decision out of his hands. Do you think that this might be enough to persuade him?
I would want for him to have more than one carer a day but for the time being if I can get him to agree to one, that is a whole lot better than the situation we are currently in.
Not too sure where all of this is going to stop. Just feels as though I am on a roller coaster just about to go over the brow of the hill on the first big drop. Once past this point there is no return.
Thanks for reading
Burf x x