My mum age 85 went into respite lat week while I was away for long weekend. Social worker suggests it is time for 24 hour care. He has arranged for her to stay another week so we can discuss the way forward and give me a longer break. I went to visit today and have had an hour of her saying I don’t love her, I’ve put her away, I’ve had it all planned. She wouldn’t have treated her mum like this. I can’t be bothered with her.
She could no longer manage the shower or wash her hair. Is almost unable to walk, god knows how she has dragged herself upstairs each night. She can’t change tv channels or prepare food, or even see food in fridge if I make it. I have been going every night after work to cook and do medication for 18 months now. She had carers on morning but won’t take tablets for them. She doesn’t change clothes, isn’t drinking so she doesn’t need toilet, won’t use commode that I got in kitchen as she forgets it’s there. Often only eats meal I do at night and perhaps a slice of toast for breakfast. Over last few weeks she sat without fire on because she couldn’t put it on or frightened she couldn’t turn it off. She leaves messages on my home phone while I am at work, sometimes more than 20 in an hour or two, but says she doesn’t. I know she needs to be in a care home but I have to admit part of the reason is I want my life back. My husband has had to take up all the slack at our home and even my teenage son is “suffering” due to my short temper and worrying. She is miserable at her own home, lonely because she won’t have anyone in and all her friends have died -she only had one friend because she keeps everyone at a distance. She wouldn’t move to bungalow or flat when she had chance and now that ship has sailed. She wouldn’t have stairlift or carers and occ. therapist says too far gone now. Every time the phone rings at home or at work my heart sinks in case it is her or about her.
Sorry for long post, I know she needs to be in carehome but I still think how much of this is to benefit me rather than her. ☹️
She could no longer manage the shower or wash her hair. Is almost unable to walk, god knows how she has dragged herself upstairs each night. She can’t change tv channels or prepare food, or even see food in fridge if I make it. I have been going every night after work to cook and do medication for 18 months now. She had carers on morning but won’t take tablets for them. She doesn’t change clothes, isn’t drinking so she doesn’t need toilet, won’t use commode that I got in kitchen as she forgets it’s there. Often only eats meal I do at night and perhaps a slice of toast for breakfast. Over last few weeks she sat without fire on because she couldn’t put it on or frightened she couldn’t turn it off. She leaves messages on my home phone while I am at work, sometimes more than 20 in an hour or two, but says she doesn’t. I know she needs to be in a care home but I have to admit part of the reason is I want my life back. My husband has had to take up all the slack at our home and even my teenage son is “suffering” due to my short temper and worrying. She is miserable at her own home, lonely because she won’t have anyone in and all her friends have died -she only had one friend because she keeps everyone at a distance. She wouldn’t move to bungalow or flat when she had chance and now that ship has sailed. She wouldn’t have stairlift or carers and occ. therapist says too far gone now. Every time the phone rings at home or at work my heart sinks in case it is her or about her.
Sorry for long post, I know she needs to be in carehome but I still think how much of this is to benefit me rather than her. ☹️