Claudette

  • The day hospice

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Claudette dressed herself and got ready to go the the hospice for the day, but was too tired to walk to the van which took her, and was pushed into the van and the wheelchair anchored down. This gave me a chance to go out and do some shopping. She returned at 3.30, absolutely exhausted, she said she had done too much, but had really enjoyed it. We'll have to think about her spending a shorter time next week. They also…

  • Sunday

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Today went pretty well, probably the best day since she came home from the hospice, she dressed herself, used the bathroom, and ate well, she even said she was hungry at one point, which hasn't happened for a long time. In the evening she showered on her own, although she was very tired afterwards. She had morphine and a nebuliser before she went to bed, and slept pretty well, taking morphine at about 3 and a nebuliser…

  • Saturday

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    She got up and showered on her own, although with a watching eye, got a bit frustated dressing, but settled down nicely, had lasagna for lunch (and tea!), had my mother and aunt over while I went out. Restful evening.

    Night not so good, nebuliser at 12, morphine at 1 (she did it herself) and again at 3.30. Real problems with bed sores although one side does show a definite improvement. Woke up at about 5, 7 and had some…

  • The first panic

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Follow a bit of disturbed night, she settled down well and looked really good in the morning. We had a visit from a cousin from the Netherlands, and on his arrival she really perked up. Mistakenly we ordered a chinese take away and she rather filled her plate, halfway through she rushed to the toilet in real distress and began to have breathing problems. I got her back into her chair in the living room, gave her a nebuliser…

  • Good day, but not so good night

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Thursday.

    A visit to see her consultant at the hospital, while nothing can be done the interest shown was reassuring. She used the wheelchair, I really must learn how to get it into the car boot. A further appointment was made for 6 weeks, the consultant saying she was sure she would be able to attend, a real morale booster. At home she used her computer, had lunch and tea (and a snack of a slice of pizza which my aunt…