Things have been pretty peaceful lately, so I haven't been on here much (I shouldn't say that should I?)
Anyway, I'm on holiday from work this week, and hoping to have a blissfully quiet time, although today is a bit of an exception. Today is all about dad. This morning he had a dentist appointment (Cue- what's a dentist?), then I had to walk him to the home for day care (as the appointment meant he had missed the usual bus that picks him up). At the care home I had a meeting with one of his carers to fill in his care plan (which they'd finally got round to do). Now I have an hour to fit in dinner before I'm out again to a 4 and 1/2 hour session run by the local mental health team to learn about caring for someone with dementia. At this point I'm not sure what they can tell me!.
So it's a bit of a strange day. Yesterday the CPN came round and gave dad another MMSE- 14/30 this time, a 2 point drop, although he wasn't on the Aricept before. The CPN says he appears to be coping better than he is because he's clearly intelligent. Yeah, tell me something I don't know. Then you actually listen to what he says and it's beyond weird.
His latest story was that he met some woman in a bus stop who told him she wanted his baby so he did...
Fill in the gaps. Never mind he's been married twice and has six children. Still he's forgotten again who I am, any mention of me actually being a relative starts an argument, even though I always call him Dad. Does he not actually know what that word means?
Hopefully some time he will get some respite (and so will I), although communication with the various people involved has been dismal. The CPN says he's going to sort that. Oh and he told me to make sure I' making time for myself... (ha ha). Still, I'm not complaining.
Anyway, I'm on holiday from work this week, and hoping to have a blissfully quiet time, although today is a bit of an exception. Today is all about dad. This morning he had a dentist appointment (Cue- what's a dentist?), then I had to walk him to the home for day care (as the appointment meant he had missed the usual bus that picks him up). At the care home I had a meeting with one of his carers to fill in his care plan (which they'd finally got round to do). Now I have an hour to fit in dinner before I'm out again to a 4 and 1/2 hour session run by the local mental health team to learn about caring for someone with dementia. At this point I'm not sure what they can tell me!.
So it's a bit of a strange day. Yesterday the CPN came round and gave dad another MMSE- 14/30 this time, a 2 point drop, although he wasn't on the Aricept before. The CPN says he appears to be coping better than he is because he's clearly intelligent. Yeah, tell me something I don't know. Then you actually listen to what he says and it's beyond weird.
His latest story was that he met some woman in a bus stop who told him she wanted his baby so he did...
Fill in the gaps. Never mind he's been married twice and has six children. Still he's forgotten again who I am, any mention of me actually being a relative starts an argument, even though I always call him Dad. Does he not actually know what that word means?
Hopefully some time he will get some respite (and so will I), although communication with the various people involved has been dismal. The CPN says he's going to sort that. Oh and he told me to make sure I' making time for myself... (ha ha). Still, I'm not complaining.