My mother has dementia. It showed up on Mother's day 2020. She is in an assisted living facility. I believe that corresponds to a care home in England.
She had a bad fall 3 weeks ago. 14 staples in her head. Fell again last night and opened the wound. I went to see her at the ER.
Earlier yesterday I had to put my 18-year-old cat to sleep.
My mother is one of the reasons I love cats. I wanted to tell her what had happened so she could console me. But I know that person is gone.
The woman I saw in the ER was far from my mother. She kept scratching herself. Rash all over her trunk. I am guessing new detergent at the facility. She was picking at the sheets, which I understand is common. Then she started feeding herself imaginary food.
She was talking to someone. Nothing makes sense anymore.
I hate this. Why do I have to watch this? She does not seem to know what the hell is going on and I am glad for that. But I see it.
The doctor let me know they were concerned about an internal brain bleed. I left. I told the staff I was going home. It was just too much. She did not have a brain bleed just a hematoma. Yeah. I guess. Because honestly how much more.
I have a sister. She is good. She has not seen our mother in about 18 months. That is her decision and I support her. I just told her it was something she would have to live with not me. And **** what can I say? You come and watch this nightmare.
I have good support I do but I still feel so alone and mad and now I am crying but mostly I feel empty.
She had a bad fall 3 weeks ago. 14 staples in her head. Fell again last night and opened the wound. I went to see her at the ER.
Earlier yesterday I had to put my 18-year-old cat to sleep.
My mother is one of the reasons I love cats. I wanted to tell her what had happened so she could console me. But I know that person is gone.
The woman I saw in the ER was far from my mother. She kept scratching herself. Rash all over her trunk. I am guessing new detergent at the facility. She was picking at the sheets, which I understand is common. Then she started feeding herself imaginary food.
She was talking to someone. Nothing makes sense anymore.
I hate this. Why do I have to watch this? She does not seem to know what the hell is going on and I am glad for that. But I see it.
The doctor let me know they were concerned about an internal brain bleed. I left. I told the staff I was going home. It was just too much. She did not have a brain bleed just a hematoma. Yeah. I guess. Because honestly how much more.
I have a sister. She is good. She has not seen our mother in about 18 months. That is her decision and I support her. I just told her it was something she would have to live with not me. And **** what can I say? You come and watch this nightmare.
I have good support I do but I still feel so alone and mad and now I am crying but mostly I feel empty.