I've never posted on here before, but now feel the need. My Mum has end stage dementia & has been bed bound since Oct'16. My Dad is 91 & her full time carer. They both live in a granny flat attached to our house & we've been lucky enough to be able to keep her at home with carers now coming in 3 times a day.
My Mum always loved Scottish dance music (we're Scottish!) & taught Highland dancing when she was young, so as her illness progressed, she loved to watch Scottish dance DVD's & Scottish gaelic singing. For over a year after becoming bed-bound, she could still enjoy her music & I'd play her Scottish gaelic music by her bedside & we'd clap, she'd laugh & smile & these precious moments made it all bearable, but now she doesn't seem able to get much pleasure from it any more & I'm not sure she hears it properly. Another thing I find very hard is that she can't seem to see me or to focus on my face - about 3 months ago, one morning, she looked straight at me & smiled & it was just wonderful.
This illness is so tough, it feels as if I've been trying to find positives in a living hell for years now.
I don't know how to connect with her any more & it breaks my heart.
Sorry to sound so depressing, I normally try & remain upbeat, but I feel at crisis point.
I think the GP, District nurses & carers are all surprised she's still with us, as she was prescribed the 'end of life stage' drugs way back in Oct'16 & she's still here!
Part of me wishes she was at peace & part of me wants her to stay as long as possible.
The GP prescribed her 4 x Ensure drinks per day & she's actually put on a little weight, but in a way, I don't really see the point. She seems sad & slightly distressed on a daily basis.
Not sure what I want to say on here, but feeling a bit lost. Thanks for listening.
My Mum always loved Scottish dance music (we're Scottish!) & taught Highland dancing when she was young, so as her illness progressed, she loved to watch Scottish dance DVD's & Scottish gaelic singing. For over a year after becoming bed-bound, she could still enjoy her music & I'd play her Scottish gaelic music by her bedside & we'd clap, she'd laugh & smile & these precious moments made it all bearable, but now she doesn't seem able to get much pleasure from it any more & I'm not sure she hears it properly. Another thing I find very hard is that she can't seem to see me or to focus on my face - about 3 months ago, one morning, she looked straight at me & smiled & it was just wonderful.
This illness is so tough, it feels as if I've been trying to find positives in a living hell for years now.
I don't know how to connect with her any more & it breaks my heart.
Sorry to sound so depressing, I normally try & remain upbeat, but I feel at crisis point.
I think the GP, District nurses & carers are all surprised she's still with us, as she was prescribed the 'end of life stage' drugs way back in Oct'16 & she's still here!
Part of me wishes she was at peace & part of me wants her to stay as long as possible.
The GP prescribed her 4 x Ensure drinks per day & she's actually put on a little weight, but in a way, I don't really see the point. She seems sad & slightly distressed on a daily basis.
Not sure what I want to say on here, but feeling a bit lost. Thanks for listening.