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Dad-in-law is booked in for a week of respite care starting on Monday 11th June... This is quite a startling development as J's sister hadn't been considering it until much later, but she has set it up.

J and I were in Derbyshire visiting his brother and the 2 blokes were of one mind, that 24/7 care is needed NOW for their dad, but sister wasn't of the same opinion. They all spoke by phone (conference-call style!) and it seemed as though all were in agreement, so much relief all round. The brothers were wary of upsetting their sister and various solutions were bandied about but they thought maybe they wouldn't ne necessary

.Today (Friday) I have had a call from sis, who doesn't sound as if she IS on the same page. She's now voicing serious doubts as to whether DIL is really willing to go into the care home, as he has said in the past it's the one thing he really, really DIDN'T want (perfectly understandable, of course). Apparently, DIL has agreed to respite care (as in one week) to give it a go, but sis is wondering what happens if he doesn't like it... And once home again, then what...?

She (ex-nurse, knows her stuff) says he is currently assessed as needing Social Care primarily rather than nursing care, so the 5 care visits he has a day are deemed to be sufficient. BUT last night (again) he woke up in a panic, pressed his emergency button and CareLIne came round (1a.m.),and sent for a nurse who administered paracetamol as he 'had a pain and felt sick', then settled him down again for the night. This morning, the District Nurse has been round, this afternoon the doctor will call, he has a new antibiotic prescription for yet another UTI...Sis thinks his confusion and panic may be due to the UTI but the fear of dying alone or just being alone has been ongoing for a while. He's very frail and his personality is transforming daily into a very needy, vulnerable person who has lost all his (formerly enormous) enthusiasm and interest. It's very, very sad to see and his life is now limited to sitting in an armchair for most of the day. The day-carers are meant to get him to walk (with zimmer) to the kitchen for meals (his only exercise) but leave him be if/when he says he's tired. They don't have the time in their allotted slots to cajole & persuade and do all they're meant to.

IT ISN'T WORKING!!! We just have to cross everything that the Respite experience is a positive one for DIL. It's too horrible to contemplate what happens if he 'has to' go into full-time care against his wishes.

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  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    It is a very difficult situation, nobody wants to force anybody into a situation they are not happy with. I hope things go as you hope and probably he will feel safer, and happier with  more people around him to help him.

    Nothing is ever simple and straightforward is it?

    Fingers crossed it works well !

    Respect

    xxx

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    You know that I'm a not very nice person? Well: at least a part of me, and I'm not saying how big a part, was not-so-secretly relieved when my mother died,because we would have been facing exactly the same situation within a very few months. She lived alone, and for years refused to have outside care because she didn't want strangers in the house. My sister managed to persuade her to have a cleaner and a carer - thank goodness, as the carer found her, and she wasn't left lying until I next visited - but all she did was sit. All day. Just sit, occasionally nap, then go to bed, get up, and sit again.

    Which is to say that I wholly sympathise with your family - all of them. I hope your father in law has a good experience with the respite care and will agree to something more permanent, for everyone's sake.

    *hugs*, in the meantime.

    - Hilary

    xxx

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Dear Hilary, it's not true that you're not very nice!!! Whatever 'nice' is... I think you're wonderful.

    You say what people feel, but don't say, I suspect. I understand your point of view about your mother because that's what I feel too. Maybe if you and I had had cosy relationships with our mothers we would....be completely different people!

    J's family is unusual in its 'niceness': two very gentle parents bred three compassionate and generous offspring. J's mum suffered from some kind of mental illness for over 50 years (had electric shock treatment & spells in psychiatric wards, serious stuff) and J's dad looked after her and, on reflection, probably missed out on a lot, in order to support her, and he did it without reproach. He was a lovely husband and dad and grandpa and that makes this 'what do we do with him now?' phase very hard for everybody.

    Dear Respect, thank you for being kind as always. I need to keep busy and let them all get on with whatever happens as I'm in the backup team, rather than at the forefront!

    xxx and hugs to you both NICE people xxx

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    I find this subject really difficult and find it hard to comment, I really  feel  for you and your family. I lost my mother when I was eleven and therefore I was brought up by my father who gave up many dreams to bring me up, he died not long after I was told I had cancer, it was put to me that maybe it was best not to tell him when I went to see him in hospital when he asked me why I had cut my long hair short, not to tell him I had cancer!!!! 

    It always touches me when I see an old person, not because it reminds me of my father but it reminds me how fast a pace we live our lives and it's only when we get to a certain age or time in one's life that we take stock of what really matters.

    As someone close once said "It goes so fast...... in the blink of an eye"

    Much love to you and hugs xxxx

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Thank you, Ruby.

    It is a really difficult time as J's family are all such 'good' people who don't want any one of them to suffer. Nothing's black and white about this and every one of us wants the best for DIL.

    Up until late last year, he had been so very independent. He played bowls three times a week (indoor and outdoor and usually ended up on the winning team), went to church every week, did his own shopping, cooked tea for J every Wednesday night (! their little ritual) and was always interested in everything that was going on to do with family, the neighbours, the news, sport... A really lovely, cheerful old man who loved to perform 'magic' tricks to amuse the grandchildren (but mostly himself). A very popular person because he was so positive and had so many interesting anecdotes about his life as a traveller 'in ladies' underwear', tho actually it was wool) and in the war. A tiny little man (about 5', no more) with a HUGE heart. Everybody loves him. His children and grandchildren adore him.

    I'm sure this is a situation that is depressingly common all over the country and is never easy. We all have to grit our teeth and get on as best we can and it helps me to help J to help his dad when people like your lovely self take an interest.

    I wonder, where in the Borders are you? My mum's family are from Galashiels, I lived in East Lothian as a child, and am now a few miles from Gretna on the other side of the border...

    lots of love, minima x x x