Mum went into a care home last month. She has gone downhill dramatically. I've just compared the photo I took of her today with one taken only 38 days ago and the difference is startling. She's very miserable, very down, very tearful. I couldn't raise a smile. She just wants to go home. All light and hope have gone out of her eyes. She's confused and lost.
I booked a garden visit so she could get out of her room but they couldn't bring her out because she couldn't understand to keep her feet on the wheelchair footrests. So she's sitting on her own in a small room with a bed, a chair and bare walls, her hair hanging long and unkempt because she can't see a hairdresser, no organised activities and no more than three people allowed in the lounge. I hope these covid restrictions ease before it's too late.
I booked a garden visit so she could get out of her room but they couldn't bring her out because she couldn't understand to keep her feet on the wheelchair footrests. So she's sitting on her own in a small room with a bed, a chair and bare walls, her hair hanging long and unkempt because she can't see a hairdresser, no organised activities and no more than three people allowed in the lounge. I hope these covid restrictions ease before it's too late.