Thank you so much for the replies and I will certainly browse over that link you kindly sent Sarasa, I sincerely appreciate you all replying.
Just a little background. Mum lived alone after dad died back in 2000. She was very active with golf until only a few years ago when the strength just left her. In January 2018 she lost her best friend and her sister on the same day and understandably fell of a cliff mentally. I took her to the GP's several times and she was diagnosed with depression due to shock. In September ish of that year I persuaded her to go to see someone at the local clinic because I was concerned about her decision making and the last straw was when she got in a van with some roofers who had knocked on the door to get money out of her bank to pay them. Fortunately she went to the cash point at the garage where my brother in law works or I would never had known. I then started helping her more with her finances at her request and saw that she was being taken for a ride by her gardener. It kills you because you feel that you should have seen it but you know what mums are like, headstrong and independent.
At the clinic they diagnosed her with mild cognitive impairment, and I can remember thinking what on earth would severe be like, because this was far from mild in my view. So nothing you can do as many of you will know unless the person themselves wants that help. In April 2019 she had a fall down the stairs so we managed to persuade her to get a stair lift but she couldn't work it. I was close to moving back in at that point as I was putting stickers on things like the cooker to help her, it was an incredibly quick deterioration.
In May she rang me one morning to say she was ill with a tummy bug. I went over and saw things a son should never see. She went to hospital where they nearly sent her home but fortunately my ex knew a consultant there so they kept her in for tests. She was in hospital for 9 weeks, picked up delirium and then she was on a dementia ward for 3 weeks. It was a nightmare but eventually through hospital, social worker etc she was diagnosed with dementia and lacking mental capacity. I still wonder if we should have done more or did things differently.
Just a little background on the medication decision at the care home. Mum has a mix of vascular and Alzheimer's and was basically getting a little violent due to frustration with some of the carers, who are fabulous I must say. That is totally and utterly out of character as the last time mum hit anyone was probably me when I stole some sweets from a shop in about 1977 and richly deserved it was too!! I believe it was more open hand slap due to refusal of getting dressed, eating, that kind of thing. Mum was also losing a lot of weight at that time and suffering some falls due to being so headstrong that she would get up without asking for help and she didn't have the strength in her legs. The GP liaised with both the home and my sister and I and we decided to see if some medication made a difference just to calm her down a bit. Not sure what the meds were off the top of my head but they did work to extent and from what I can gather the violence has gone, she is generally a lot calmer and she physically looks great and eats well.
The sobbing started in earnest the last few weeks although has been there on and off from the start. I did get to see her last night and it was up and down but on the whole great. I had the new rapid covid test at the home so could give her a hug for the first time in months. She said she was upset because the "little ones were on their own", meaning me and my sister who at times mum thinks are still around 7 years old! Apparently a lot of residents get quite upset at around 3pm because they think that they should be picking their kids up from school. She also got upset because she didn't have any money for a taxi back from the golf club although obviously the dementia strangely makes mum seem to think that she goes out for the day. She says no one visits her, where have her friends gone and last night asked "why me with this dementia?" so she clearly knows in many ways.
She asked where her sister was three times and where her brother was. Her sister died three years ago and her brother sadly drowned when he was about 7. We have tried the distraction technique but the difficulty comes with when it doesn't work and when you say someone is fine she gets upset because they haven't come to see her,. With dad she thinks that he ran off with someone else so after discussion with the home we all decided it was "less" hurtful to tell her the truth that he died because we couldn't let her think that he left her by running off.
Prior to covid we did leave when she went off for lunch or dinner or went to the loo but with the appointment system it's difficult at certain times because you may see her in the middle of the afternoon or another time when lunch or dinner isn't close. Plus you only have an hour or so visiting time so she may suddenly want the loo after15 minutes and you don't want to walk out then. It was far easier when you could dictate the times you went in and could structure your leaving.
Using her interests as a distraction is also a difficult one. She doesn't remember her old favourite tv programmes and she was an avid reader and player of puzzles and crosswords which she can't do now. I have asked the home to try and do jigsaws with her and put on the golf or Strictly Come Dancing on telly but of course especially in these awful times you don't know if the carers remember to do that. That's what's so frustrating, she did all the memory/brain games/sudoku, watched all the quiz shows, stayed active and was an avid reader and still ended up with dementia!!
I'm wondering if some sort of scrap book with pictures and dates would help at all? It would certainly help the carers if they knew who people were and what happened to them but I'm not sure if old photos of dad and her friends would upset mum more?
It's clear that much of the tears are due to frustration and she says that she knows she was independent and an organizer and she can't do that now. I can't imagine how bad that must feel., I will however use the advice here to see if that helps and I hope that these new rapid tests will alleviate things as we can at least now give her a hug rather than sit opposite a Perspex screen!
Sorry for the long winded boring post, but it's actually helped me get it off my chest.