Let me start by saying thank you to all of you who were my sanity in the dark days of 2012 when caring for mother was a warzone. I really at times felt like I was so on my own. My family turned against me as they believed all the stories mum told them. Mum turned against me and told anyone who cared to listen how I had robbed her blind... on and on the story went. My poor husband was sick to the teeth of listening to me rabbit on and then I found TP. So many of you came along side me and walked the journey with me. You encouraged me and made me feel like I was doing the right thing.
Mum has been in the care home since May after the care assistant found her and the flat liberally covered in faeces and urine. Her skin was so broken down in her intimate areas that it was open and bleeding. This was only discovered when they got her in the shower in the care home. Initially I feared this would be just around lap of a well worn circuit - she deteriorates- go into the home - improves - demands home - gets home - cycle starts over again. This time however the staff in the home were so shocked at the state she was in physically that they actively fought to persuade ss that she should stay there. What a difference that made.
Her flat has been cleared. I give the keys back in a couple of days. She is still going on about how she would like to move back out but I am tactful but honest and just say "sorry mum its not possible you need to be here to be cared for properly". She tries to turn on the blackmail from time to time by telling me about all the wonderful daughters the other ladies have and how they visit more often than I do. Again I smile sweetly and say "how wonderful for them". My new mantra has become you can't fight with someone who won't fight".
The care home is residential EMI downstairs with nursing EMI upstairs so theoretically mum could spend the rest of her life there. I chose this home because it offered this facility as I think having to move her again would be upsetting.
Of course now that the dust has settled and there is no more drama the stirrers have all scuttled back under their stones. Mum is lucky if she gets any other visitors (apart from me) 2-3 times per month. Amazing that!! I really am so very cross at all the trouble these so called friends of mum's caused by filling her head with all sorts of nonsense and acting on the ramblings of an old lady with dementia. Crazy as it sounds now that it is back to just being me its easier as at least she is calmer and I can handle things better without interference.
Anyway enough rabbiting on from me. I just wanted to come on and let those of you who were so brilliant to me know where we are at.
Isabella
Mum has been in the care home since May after the care assistant found her and the flat liberally covered in faeces and urine. Her skin was so broken down in her intimate areas that it was open and bleeding. This was only discovered when they got her in the shower in the care home. Initially I feared this would be just around lap of a well worn circuit - she deteriorates- go into the home - improves - demands home - gets home - cycle starts over again. This time however the staff in the home were so shocked at the state she was in physically that they actively fought to persuade ss that she should stay there. What a difference that made.
Her flat has been cleared. I give the keys back in a couple of days. She is still going on about how she would like to move back out but I am tactful but honest and just say "sorry mum its not possible you need to be here to be cared for properly". She tries to turn on the blackmail from time to time by telling me about all the wonderful daughters the other ladies have and how they visit more often than I do. Again I smile sweetly and say "how wonderful for them". My new mantra has become you can't fight with someone who won't fight".
The care home is residential EMI downstairs with nursing EMI upstairs so theoretically mum could spend the rest of her life there. I chose this home because it offered this facility as I think having to move her again would be upsetting.
Of course now that the dust has settled and there is no more drama the stirrers have all scuttled back under their stones. Mum is lucky if she gets any other visitors (apart from me) 2-3 times per month. Amazing that!! I really am so very cross at all the trouble these so called friends of mum's caused by filling her head with all sorts of nonsense and acting on the ramblings of an old lady with dementia. Crazy as it sounds now that it is back to just being me its easier as at least she is calmer and I can handle things better without interference.
Anyway enough rabbiting on from me. I just wanted to come on and let those of you who were so brilliant to me know where we are at.
Isabella