It took forever to arrange a week's respite for OH, but the SW insisted that I needed it to recharge my batteries. In the event I had a lovely week of freedom, attending a 3 day conference, staying in a 'posh' hotel, then a day pottering in the garden and having a long soak in the bath and finally a trip to the coast to meet with some old friends and a drive home the long way down the coastal trail in bright sunshine.
HOWEVER: I was totally exhausted by the start of the week, with OH (PWD) resisting and failing to cooperate. I had refrained from reminding him that he was going into care for a week, but on the Thursday a letter arrived, addressed to him, confirming the arrangements which he read and from then he was angry with me.There were forms to be filled in, all clothing had to be labelled with his name, he had to take full unopened packets of his meds and the Surgery would not sanction the pharmacy providing them as the repeat prescription was not due for another week, etc. etc. On the day itself he dug his heels in, refusing to go but changed his tune when our daughter arrived to drive him to the Home. All sweetness and light with her but refusing me a Goodbye hug and kiss (as he did when I went to collect him a week later)
Since he came home he has been confused beyond belief, alternatively hostile and clingy, constantly demanding to go 'home', alternatively thinking I am his Mother, or paid carer ( he objected to me sitting down at the computer when the dishes had not been washed) and then wanting sexual favours. He has insisted on going to bed at 8. 30 but up and down 6/7 times saying he cannot sleep and demanding that I come to bed too. Each day he has wet his pants, trousers and bathroom floor, twice, when going for a pee and then shuffled through, in his soaking socks on the new carpets. Five days of this and I am at my wits end, any benefit from my 'week off' has evaporated, in fact the taste of freedom has made the relentless pressure of caring seem even more onerous.
HOWEVER: I was totally exhausted by the start of the week, with OH (PWD) resisting and failing to cooperate. I had refrained from reminding him that he was going into care for a week, but on the Thursday a letter arrived, addressed to him, confirming the arrangements which he read and from then he was angry with me.There were forms to be filled in, all clothing had to be labelled with his name, he had to take full unopened packets of his meds and the Surgery would not sanction the pharmacy providing them as the repeat prescription was not due for another week, etc. etc. On the day itself he dug his heels in, refusing to go but changed his tune when our daughter arrived to drive him to the Home. All sweetness and light with her but refusing me a Goodbye hug and kiss (as he did when I went to collect him a week later)
Since he came home he has been confused beyond belief, alternatively hostile and clingy, constantly demanding to go 'home', alternatively thinking I am his Mother, or paid carer ( he objected to me sitting down at the computer when the dishes had not been washed) and then wanting sexual favours. He has insisted on going to bed at 8. 30 but up and down 6/7 times saying he cannot sleep and demanding that I come to bed too. Each day he has wet his pants, trousers and bathroom floor, twice, when going for a pee and then shuffled through, in his soaking socks on the new carpets. Five days of this and I am at my wits end, any benefit from my 'week off' has evaporated, in fact the taste of freedom has made the relentless pressure of caring seem even more onerous.