Well done @sdmhred for perseverance and patience.Will save a painting for another day š¤£š¤£ thatās a story in itself!
anyway after the drama of the last few weeks we had a weekend off from ābusiness and dramaā. managed to get mum out for a walk with the grandkid on Saturday. She enjoyed that - my SIL very worried when the baby cries but seemed very normal to me šš Bit disappointed We didnāt get any cuddles but at least made her laugh with tickly fingers - they do get more interesting as they get older anyway!
Got mum in the car yesterday. She got in absolutely fine - but getting out when sheās tired is hard going now. It took an hour to get from car to wheelchair to toilet to zimmer to lounge. But at least giving her the space to sit meant she stayed relaxed and I just got on with stuff during the intervening times.
Stumbled into a beautiful open garden. I enjoyed a wander - the car park was scenic so mum enjoyed the views and a bacon roll from the posh food van.
Back to the real world with a bump - emailed work requesting some unpaid leave - it will be ironic if they (social services) decline when it is the broken care system I am up against, attempted to get thru to the pharmacy (around 10 calls no answer) and went to collect the POA from the post office as had been sent signed for when out - and it wasnāt there š¬š¬š¬
Your post reminded me of my times with my OH a year or two years ago. My OH developed a fear of falling (having had a few minor falls) which also affected her confidence. So going out, was originally with two sticks through the front door, with a little hearth, which my OH always thought was high, then to grab the handrail, down two steps, then 4 yards or so to car. It took a few minutes, then gradually each step took longer and longer, so I then used a wheelchair. Getting from wheelchair to car, and vice versa on return, took a little while, but gradually longer and longer.
Then one day, when in the car, she said she was frightened to get out of the car. It took 40 mins to persuade her to get out of the car and into wheelchair, and sometimes OK but often not.
At it's worst, when trying to go to the memory singers at 2.30pm (a 10 or 15 minute drive depending on traffic) I had to arrange a v early lunch/brunch (about 12 noon), to start the journey - getting shoes on, coat on, then getting OH into wheelchair in the house, before 1.00pm at the latest!, usually starting at 12.30pm. Then all over again when event finished at 4.00pm, to try and be home indoors by 6.00pm! Then people wondered what I did all day! (I just wondered why!)