Hello 👋
My Father has dementia , although officially he is undiagnosed . He refused to go to the memory clinic 12 months ago . He started becoming confused over 3 years ago but both my parents were too proud to address the issue . Here we are 3 years later with Dad in a dementia unit in a care home . He still recognises me but is super confused and paranoid . I’m not even sure why I’m writing this - just reaching out I guess xx
Exact same with my mother, she is in complete denial and now we are in a total nightmare. Still no diagnosis either! She doesn’t know me, I’m ‘that woman’
Gp useless. Social services said have more carers in - she won’t have them. Suffers one 30 minute morning call that actually last 15 minutes if she doesn’t touch anything or she’s pushed out even sooner. And yes we pay for it - self funded.
She’s way past extra carers. Flatly refuses any help whatsoever. Anyone official turns up she chucks them out - apparently no one can force her to accept help.
I get her shopping - she says to everyone she goes 3 times a week.
Paranoid over so many things, people staying, & stealing her property, we’ve stolen all her money, someone’s also stolen her home and she has nowhere to live and has to stay in this place……which is obvs her own home.
Wears the same clothes for weeks/months on end - sleeps in them too. Does not wash. Matted hair, toe nails so long she can’t walk properly. She’s filthy. House has started to smell of urine. No cleaning done at all, but she’s insistent she’s done it.
Throws an absolute fit if we try & even wipe down a work surface.
She used to be so well kept & houseproud. Hate to say it but she makes me feel physically sick and it’s not my mother anymore.
Gets really really nasty verbally. Throws things at me in particular, but really not too fussy who she aims at.
Latest comment from SS is maybe a care home more appropriate - good luck with that - think it will end up being a section, she won’t go willingly.
Final straw today, worse than ever, absolutely terrible visit. Can’t go or do anymore or I’m going to crack up totally —already on anti depressants to cope.
I know it’s a vicious decease but jeez I’m not going to have any pleasant memories of her last years (7 to date, last 2 particularly bad)
If only we had done both LPAs, together, never crossed our minds this would be the position we would be in as no history of it on her side of the family.
So frustrating not being able to make her happy & the guilt of actually saying ‘I’m done with even trying’ today is horrible.
It’s good to know we are not alone tho & feels good to be able to off load on here.