My mother has had dementia for 10 years and has been in a care home for the past 4 1/2. I used to fly 10 hours to her every three months faithfully, until the pandemic. Then both the borders of her country and the care home itself closed to visitors. I've only been there once all year, and then I was only able to see her for an hour, through the mercy of a head nurse who made an exception for me. This is of course one of the reasons she and her fellow patients are still alive -- until December, the home she was in had had no cases of coronavirus at all. But the fact is, she's had no visitors at all for more than a year now. She is at the stage where she doesn't speak, she doesn't look at anyone, just has that fixed hundred-yard stare strapped into her wheelchair. And no, she's not under the chemical cosh; I've looked carefully at her medication. It's just the stage she's at.
But. When I got to see her last month, she ignored me as usual for a few minutes, and then suddenly without looking at me she grabbed me by my shirt and hugged me for the first time in half a decade. She held onto me tight, rubbing her face against mine, for the whole time I was allowed to stay.
The nurses were so thrilled. But I can't seem to recover. I had so relied on the hope that she didn't know where she is or what has happened to her. But now it haunts me, the idea that she knows what's happening to her, and knows I haven't been around without understanding why, and is getting no hugs at all. Do you think she knows? Is it more like locked-in syndrome, and she's screaming inside without being able to communicate? What can she be feeling under that cover of dementia?
I'm so sorry to be depressing.
But. When I got to see her last month, she ignored me as usual for a few minutes, and then suddenly without looking at me she grabbed me by my shirt and hugged me for the first time in half a decade. She held onto me tight, rubbing her face against mine, for the whole time I was allowed to stay.
The nurses were so thrilled. But I can't seem to recover. I had so relied on the hope that she didn't know where she is or what has happened to her. But now it haunts me, the idea that she knows what's happening to her, and knows I haven't been around without understanding why, and is getting no hugs at all. Do you think she knows? Is it more like locked-in syndrome, and she's screaming inside without being able to communicate? What can she be feeling under that cover of dementia?
I'm so sorry to be depressing.