Hello all,
Thanks all - I am really looking forward to a couple of days away, even if youngest has now invited herself along - a combination of her ever growing interest in photography, and the chance to get some good images, combined with the Pokemon craze - because imagine how many she could catch, she says, if she comes with us
I actually don't mind, because OH will no doubt need to sleep for part of the day, so he is able to cope with the night shifts when he goes back to work on Tuesday, and she and I can take off with the camera's and the dogs for a wander together while he naps
Glad your Mum was able to judge more appropriate clothes for the weather, Slugsta - I wish they would get a move on with the care package for her, for her sake and yours. Can't be good that she is missing so many doses of her meds, but until the care package is in place, there isn't a lot you can do about it - frustrating and worrying for you Glad Skye is slowly but surely settling - is Alfie aware of her prescence at all, and if so, how is he reacting?
I also got a phone call from the ward, to 'bring me up to speed' about how the visit to DC went. They said it was all 'very positive', that DC reported that Mil was no worse than she had ever been and that they were sure that they could cope. There will be a few more visits (I hppe, from what they have said) but at the moment, dispite the number of staff who have approached me to say that they feel Mil needs nursing EMI care, they are proceeding (or at least the management staff are) under the basis that once a bed becomes available, Mil will go to DC to live. Not sure how I feel - if it works, its the best option - but when so many have expressed doubts, I really worry that she will end up being shunted off elsewhere - probably back to the hospital - in a crisis situation
I went to see Mil last night, taking in another 3 or 4 tops, 2 clean nighties and the last 2 pairs of trousers that I have for her here at home. I did manage to speak to one of the nurses and said that I really needed her clothes sorted, pointing out that in the last 2 weeks I've taken in 9 pairs of trousers - but only had 3 pairs back to wash - and that in that 2 weeks, not one bra has been returned for washing either. Once again, I was promised that she would have a 'good sort' of Mil's clothes, so that anything that needs washing can be dealt with and I know what she has there to wear. We'll see -that was the 3rd or 4th time in the last few days that I've spoken to staff about Mil's washing, and so far its resulted in the return of just 4 tops, 3 nighties and the 3 pairs of trousers that I mentioned being returned
Mil greeted me with a cry of 'Ann - what made you come here today?'. Again, she was sweaty, same top as the previous day, though it wasn't badly stained - unlike her trousers which were filthy! Her hair was scraped back off her face and looked quite greasy - though to be fair, that could have been because of the sweat. I sat down next to her with a smile and she launched into telling me a rambling tale about how it had been a 'shouty' day because of that woman and how she wished she hadn't put everything into the bottom tier, every penny she owned, now they were selling this place from under her and she would never get the place that she needed back again, didn't know where she was going to sleep and putting everything into that one layer was a con - and nope, not a clue what she was trying to tell me. I think the 'core worry' was a fear that she had no money and was going to have nowhere to sleep, so lots of reassurrance that she has lots of cash in the bank and it was OK, she was in hospital and no one was selling it, so she was safe. It calmed her a little, but still wringing her hands and a new thing that I've noticed over the last 3 or 4 visits, staring intently and anxiously at me, as though she was waiting for me to say something - its quite un-nerving. She didn't ask to leave right there and then, but instead she came out with a series of statements that were almost defiant - she WAS going to the pictures tomorrow, and she WAS going to catch the ferry tonight, and she WAS going shopping in the morning and she WAS going to the cafe later. 'I AM going, you know' she kept saying about each new claim - I just went along with it, saying are you?, and wouldn't this or that be nice, but I was getting lots of impatient sighs and eye rolls in response, so obviously not the responses she was looking for. I'm honestly not sure what she was about, other than it felt like she was looking for me to disagree with her - it was all quite odd. And so rudely pass-remarkable about the other patients. One or two are still quite able to chat themselves, including the lady that Mil has clashed with several times already, and Mil reserved several quite nasty comments for her in particular. I can see how things can tend to flare up with those two, going on Mils very personal comments alone ! The call through to the dining area for their tea came, and Mil announced she was starving, I got a very casual 'goodbye' and she was off without a backwards glance - made for a much easier escape.
Right - off to start the packing and preparation so we can get away later this afternoon. Hope you all have a good weekend, take care xxxx
Thanks all - I am really looking forward to a couple of days away, even if youngest has now invited herself along - a combination of her ever growing interest in photography, and the chance to get some good images, combined with the Pokemon craze - because imagine how many she could catch, she says, if she comes with us
I actually don't mind, because OH will no doubt need to sleep for part of the day, so he is able to cope with the night shifts when he goes back to work on Tuesday, and she and I can take off with the camera's and the dogs for a wander together while he naps Glad your Mum was able to judge more appropriate clothes for the weather, Slugsta - I wish they would get a move on with the care package for her, for her sake and yours. Can't be good that she is missing so many doses of her meds, but until the care package is in place, there isn't a lot you can do about it - frustrating and worrying for you
Glad Skye is slowly but surely settling - is Alfie aware of her prescence at all, and if so, how is he reacting?I also got a phone call from the ward, to 'bring me up to speed' about how the visit to DC went. They said it was all 'very positive', that DC reported that Mil was no worse than she had ever been and that they were sure that they could cope. There will be a few more visits (I hppe, from what they have said) but at the moment, dispite the number of staff who have approached me to say that they feel Mil needs nursing EMI care, they are proceeding (or at least the management staff are) under the basis that once a bed becomes available, Mil will go to DC to live. Not sure how I feel - if it works, its the best option - but when so many have expressed doubts, I really worry that she will end up being shunted off elsewhere - probably back to the hospital - in a crisis situation
I went to see Mil last night, taking in another 3 or 4 tops, 2 clean nighties and the last 2 pairs of trousers that I have for her here at home. I did manage to speak to one of the nurses and said that I really needed her clothes sorted, pointing out that in the last 2 weeks I've taken in 9 pairs of trousers - but only had 3 pairs back to wash - and that in that 2 weeks, not one bra has been returned for washing either. Once again, I was promised that she would have a 'good sort' of Mil's clothes, so that anything that needs washing can be dealt with and I know what she has there to wear. We'll see -that was the 3rd or 4th time in the last few days that I've spoken to staff about Mil's washing, and so far its resulted in the return of just 4 tops, 3 nighties and the 3 pairs of trousers that I mentioned being returned
Mil greeted me with a cry of 'Ann - what made you come here today?'. Again, she was sweaty, same top as the previous day, though it wasn't badly stained - unlike her trousers which were filthy! Her hair was scraped back off her face and looked quite greasy - though to be fair, that could have been because of the sweat. I sat down next to her with a smile and she launched into telling me a rambling tale about how it had been a 'shouty' day because of that woman and how she wished she hadn't put everything into the bottom tier, every penny she owned, now they were selling this place from under her and she would never get the place that she needed back again, didn't know where she was going to sleep and putting everything into that one layer was a con - and nope, not a clue what she was trying to tell me. I think the 'core worry' was a fear that she had no money and was going to have nowhere to sleep, so lots of reassurrance that she has lots of cash in the bank and it was OK, she was in hospital and no one was selling it, so she was safe. It calmed her a little, but still wringing her hands and a new thing that I've noticed over the last 3 or 4 visits, staring intently and anxiously at me, as though she was waiting for me to say something - its quite un-nerving. She didn't ask to leave right there and then, but instead she came out with a series of statements that were almost defiant - she WAS going to the pictures tomorrow, and she WAS going to catch the ferry tonight, and she WAS going shopping in the morning and she WAS going to the cafe later. 'I AM going, you know' she kept saying about each new claim - I just went along with it, saying are you?, and wouldn't this or that be nice, but I was getting lots of impatient sighs and eye rolls in response, so obviously not the responses she was looking for. I'm honestly not sure what she was about, other than it felt like she was looking for me to disagree with her - it was all quite odd. And so rudely pass-remarkable about the other patients. One or two are still quite able to chat themselves, including the lady that Mil has clashed with several times already, and Mil reserved several quite nasty comments for her in particular. I can see how things can tend to flare up with those two, going on Mils very personal comments alone ! The call through to the dining area for their tea came, and Mil announced she was starving, I got a very casual 'goodbye' and she was off without a backwards glance - made for a much easier escape.
Right - off to start the packing and preparation so we can get away later this afternoon. Hope you all have a good weekend, take care xxxx
