I visit my Mum 2 or 3 times a week, 80 mile round trip. I prepare us some lunch and try to keep her company whilst also doing anything that needs doing. If the weather is fine I take her for a little outing in her wheelchair. I'm not sure how much she is getting out of these outings any more though.
I am aware that as she senses it is nearing time for me to leave her anxiety increases, the questioning accelerating. However we normally manage the goodbyes with her waving and blowing kisses until I am out of sight.
But last night was different. After our walk she began questioning me on where she was going to live, I offered some suggestions and then she asked out of the blue if I was from the ' social '. Mum has known who I am up till now, except for a very anxious time 2 years ago after my Dad died. She suddenly became aware that she would be spending the night alone and got very cross with me for not letting her know earlier in the day so she could have made arrangements and got a taxi home to Birmingham!
She cried her eyes out, could I not take her home with me and on to Bham tomorrow. She was going to phone my brother and get him to take her now.
I did manage to calm her eventually, nice shower and tucked into bed and me home for a boo. Family all away at the moment, I didn't go as I did not feel happy leaving Mum this time .
Now is it just a mood change, urine infection or advance of the Alzheimers? I will get my brother and carers to check on her today.
But why is it that though I have learnt so much of the theory of this horrible illness the practicality of it can still knock me sideways. Dreading my next visit in case it happens again but know she could be totally different.
Sorry for the long post but reckon better out than in!
I am aware that as she senses it is nearing time for me to leave her anxiety increases, the questioning accelerating. However we normally manage the goodbyes with her waving and blowing kisses until I am out of sight.
But last night was different. After our walk she began questioning me on where she was going to live, I offered some suggestions and then she asked out of the blue if I was from the ' social '. Mum has known who I am up till now, except for a very anxious time 2 years ago after my Dad died. She suddenly became aware that she would be spending the night alone and got very cross with me for not letting her know earlier in the day so she could have made arrangements and got a taxi home to Birmingham!
She cried her eyes out, could I not take her home with me and on to Bham tomorrow. She was going to phone my brother and get him to take her now.
I did manage to calm her eventually, nice shower and tucked into bed and me home for a boo. Family all away at the moment, I didn't go as I did not feel happy leaving Mum this time .
Now is it just a mood change, urine infection or advance of the Alzheimers? I will get my brother and carers to check on her today.
But why is it that though I have learnt so much of the theory of this horrible illness the practicality of it can still knock me sideways. Dreading my next visit in case it happens again but know she could be totally different.
Sorry for the long post but reckon better out than in!