Old age and ill health
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I was on Mum-in-Law visiting duty today because Paul has a training course that doesn't finish until 19:30. I haven't been to see her all that often, and she's been mostly okay when I have, but I know she's often very upset when Paul and Tony visit - well today was my first experience of that, and it is heartbreaking. When I arrived at the home I found her on her own in the dining room, her wheelchair pushed up at one of the dining tables in readiness for their dinner, even though it was nearly an hour away. I sat down next to her and tried to talk to her, but she was just quietly sobbing - and of course, she can't tell me (or anyone) what is bothering her. Though really, it's pretty bloody obvious.
She is stuck in a wheelchair with only one working arm and leg, she can't speak and she can't go home. It's not rocket science and you don't need to be a pyschologist to see that would be fucking depressing. So anyway, even though Paul's family never touch each other, I just held her good hand for a bit and hugged her. She didn't push me away, in fact she leaned into me and held onto my hand so I reckon it was some comfort. I hope so anyway.
So after a bit, and after she did try and speak (she can only get a kind of buh buh sound out, and she knows we can't understand her but I guess she has to try), I decided to take her outside for a bit, just to get some fresh air and collect herself a bit. We didn't stay outside that long, even with her coat on I didn't want her to get cold, and there isn't much to see - they have a nice paved path that goes around the building, and a garden of sorts but there's not much growning there yet, so unless Bob the tailless cat comes to investigate, there's not much to distract you from sad thoughts. It will be better when the weather gets warmer, we can take her over to Christchurch Park then, take our time and see the ducklings on the ponds.
Anyhow, I had to get her back inside for tea, and she was crying again when I left - so I felt like a complete bitch leaving her. But what can you do? Paul took his Dad to see her yesterday, and she actually managed to wheel herself out of the room to get away from him. Even when they were in the same room, she refused to look at him or interact with him in any way. He didn't notice. If she was to go home (which would require two or three carers to come in and look after her needs all day), there would be no escape from him and she would end up with her blood pressure sky high again like it was before her stroke. That man is a total arse - utterly self centred and manipulative - and would just drive her nuts. At least in the home there are people there who talk to her and care about her - like the bloke with red braces who looks a tiny bit like Paul's Granddad (her Dad), or the chatty man who talked to us while we were outside, or Irene the 100 year old, who is remarkably with it for her age, and can still get about in spite of being almost bent in half.
I'm rambling, but I feel better now I've vented.
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herminekurotowa, remember there are worse things than being allowed to die with dignity - living with very little dignity left being one of those things. Hugs to you my dear.
She is stuck in a wheelchair with only one working arm and leg, she can't speak and she can't go home. It's not rocket science and you don't need to be a pyschologist to see that would be fucking depressing. So anyway, even though Paul's family never touch each other, I just held her good hand for a bit and hugged her. She didn't push me away, in fact she leaned into me and held onto my hand so I reckon it was some comfort. I hope so anyway.
So after a bit, and after she did try and speak (she can only get a kind of buh buh sound out, and she knows we can't understand her but I guess she has to try), I decided to take her outside for a bit, just to get some fresh air and collect herself a bit. We didn't stay outside that long, even with her coat on I didn't want her to get cold, and there isn't much to see - they have a nice paved path that goes around the building, and a garden of sorts but there's not much growning there yet, so unless Bob the tailless cat comes to investigate, there's not much to distract you from sad thoughts. It will be better when the weather gets warmer, we can take her over to Christchurch Park then, take our time and see the ducklings on the ponds.
Anyhow, I had to get her back inside for tea, and she was crying again when I left - so I felt like a complete bitch leaving her. But what can you do? Paul took his Dad to see her yesterday, and she actually managed to wheel herself out of the room to get away from him. Even when they were in the same room, she refused to look at him or interact with him in any way. He didn't notice. If she was to go home (which would require two or three carers to come in and look after her needs all day), there would be no escape from him and she would end up with her blood pressure sky high again like it was before her stroke. That man is a total arse - utterly self centred and manipulative - and would just drive her nuts. At least in the home there are people there who talk to her and care about her - like the bloke with red braces who looks a tiny bit like Paul's Granddad (her Dad), or the chatty man who talked to us while we were outside, or Irene the 100 year old, who is remarkably with it for her age, and can still get about in spite of being almost bent in half.
I'm rambling, but I feel better now I've vented.
Oh and
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Date: 2016-04-18 06:36 pm (UTC)Maybe you should ask for an antidepressants description for your mil. My godmother died two years ago, aged 88. She became very bitchy, like she couldn't bear being happy, which was a sign of her depression. When we finally got her doctor to describe some meds, she got better and had some good months left. Your mil may be in need of some meds too?
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Date: 2016-04-18 08:54 pm (UTC)I'm sure she appreciated your visit, even if she couldn't tell you so herself x
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Date: 2016-04-18 11:36 pm (UTC)It probably wasn't any fun for you, but I bet it was a bright point in her day.
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Date: 2016-04-19 08:08 am (UTC)We're trying communication cards, and she can write random words, but it's the stringing a coherent set of thoughts together that seems to be the problem. She's getting speech therapy but only every couple of weeks - NHS doesn't have the resources for the kind of intensive therapy I think she would benefit from. I wish I still knew the girl I used to play hockey with many years ago as she was a speech therapist and might have been able to advise. I think medical professionals dismiss old people as low priority because they assume the person's life is over. These homes are just waiting rooms for death to them.
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Date: 2016-04-19 08:26 am (UTC)That is so very true. And horrible but true that medical staff treat old people as low priority, probably because they're underfunded and have to triage somehow. Like when you mentioned yesterday that your MIL had been wheeled into place at the dining table even though it was an hour or something until dinner. It made her seem like a parcel rather than a person. Dehumanising and horrible. Is it just old folks in this home or is it a general rehab place?
Anyway, it sounds like you and your family are doing everything you can. Good luck. I really hope she is able to regain some decent quality of life. We all deserve that.
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Date: 2016-04-19 08:37 am (UTC)But yeah, this place is mostly but not all elderly. They have dementia patients upstairs and everyone else downstairs.
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Date: 2016-04-19 07:39 am (UTC)Personally, from everything you've said, despite her inability to communicate and move much, she is BETTER OFF away from her husband. I know, that sounds so harsh, but the man sounds like a complete prick!
Have the carers tried question and answer cards?
If she has any head movement or movement in her arms, and can still see relatively well, huge print question cards work really well. We use them a lot with our ladies and gents and they give a small amount of control back to a person when they feel trapped inside their own mind and body.
*hugs* I'm so sorry hun!
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Date: 2016-04-19 08:00 am (UTC)She has a speech therapist who sees her every two to three weeks, she has a couple of hours a day visits from Paul or his brother but none of that is enough time to get to grips with this - and when we visit she doesn't always want to sit still and concentrate on anything. We tried reading to her because she used to love reading, but she doesn't have the patience for that any more. She doesn't want to watch telly either. I dunno. I feel we could get her communicating better if we could spend entire days with her, working on it, but of course, nobody has the time for that.
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Date: 2016-04-19 11:07 am (UTC)My thoughts are with you. Take care
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Date: 2016-04-19 02:27 pm (UTC)Your MIL can't talk but it probably means a lot to have visitors who don't drive her batty. She's still in there and that person needs to be respected. Like someone else suggested above, you might want to look into anti-depressants because this woman sounds like she deserves a little respite from what she's been through.
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