Hi all
Had a bit of a lurk for a couple of days and you all seem lovely! So supportive and might be just what I need for letting off steam and getting practical help. I hope I can reciprocate.
I care for my father in law who's had vascular dementia for about 4 yrs. he lives 3 miles away and my husband is an only child. My mother in law (they have been divorced for 35yrs) also lives quite nearby and sees him occasionally for coffee but isn't involved in his care. My husband works away for 3-4 days at a time most weeks and we have two sons early teens.
FIL had a probable 'vascular event' a few weeks ago and has since become completely incapable of managing by himself and is utterly bewildered. We have just got him a carer to come in every morning to wash and dress. He is incontinent at night now but doesn't understand what to do with his pads. We are waiting for an assessment with clinic to get supplied with products. He had an LA assessment in March but was deemed not to meet criteria for a place in extra-care housing (he is self-funding), and we have asked for another assessment but it might take months. And even then he would go on a waiting list for a place. There's a lovely home near us which would take him if he passes the LA criteria but until then their hands are tied.
Today he started phoning at 5am confused about wet pads and unable to find dry clothes (which I left out for him). After 8 calls, at 7.30am I went round to find him in his dry clothes. I lost the plot and shouted and then burst into tears. It's just so frustrating. Realised that the reason he couldn't find his dry clothes was because he hadn't turned the light on and it was only when it was a bit lighter outside that he could see them. I threw all the wet stuff in the machine and left him to wait for his 8.30 carer who will be nice to him and pamper him. I did apologise and I am ashamed of my self but I am feeling drained by it all. Husband is brilliant when he's home and we have done so much (POA, manage finances and all medical), but no amount of money will help him at 5am when he's confused and unhappy.
Sorry this is really long and selfish, but it's good to vent. It's not all gloom and doom and FIL can be great company and is nice to us etc, but this illness is a cruel one and there's no end in sight. Thanks for listening
Had a bit of a lurk for a couple of days and you all seem lovely! So supportive and might be just what I need for letting off steam and getting practical help. I hope I can reciprocate.
I care for my father in law who's had vascular dementia for about 4 yrs. he lives 3 miles away and my husband is an only child. My mother in law (they have been divorced for 35yrs) also lives quite nearby and sees him occasionally for coffee but isn't involved in his care. My husband works away for 3-4 days at a time most weeks and we have two sons early teens.
FIL had a probable 'vascular event' a few weeks ago and has since become completely incapable of managing by himself and is utterly bewildered. We have just got him a carer to come in every morning to wash and dress. He is incontinent at night now but doesn't understand what to do with his pads. We are waiting for an assessment with clinic to get supplied with products. He had an LA assessment in March but was deemed not to meet criteria for a place in extra-care housing (he is self-funding), and we have asked for another assessment but it might take months. And even then he would go on a waiting list for a place. There's a lovely home near us which would take him if he passes the LA criteria but until then their hands are tied.
Today he started phoning at 5am confused about wet pads and unable to find dry clothes (which I left out for him). After 8 calls, at 7.30am I went round to find him in his dry clothes. I lost the plot and shouted and then burst into tears. It's just so frustrating. Realised that the reason he couldn't find his dry clothes was because he hadn't turned the light on and it was only when it was a bit lighter outside that he could see them. I threw all the wet stuff in the machine and left him to wait for his 8.30 carer who will be nice to him and pamper him. I did apologise and I am ashamed of my self but I am feeling drained by it all. Husband is brilliant when he's home and we have done so much (POA, manage finances and all medical), but no amount of money will help him at 5am when he's confused and unhappy.
Sorry this is really long and selfish, but it's good to vent. It's not all gloom and doom and FIL can be great company and is nice to us etc, but this illness is a cruel one and there's no end in sight. Thanks for listening