My ninety-one-year old Mother-in-law is now receiving palliative care. She's bed-bound following a bad break of her fibia back in 2012, lives in a care home and has suffered from vascular dementia for the past few years. So, considering she'd been an active shopper well into her eighties, it's been a sad decline ever since.
My mentally and physically disabled fifty something brother-in-law had been living in council accommodation with her until 2015, but the situation, even with live-in care had been untenable for years as her moods and truculent personality had made his life a misery. He's in another form of residential care himself and seems much happier.
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Wednesday, 30 November 2016
Thursday, 13 October 2016
Post #69: Caring For Elders & Helping Others
If you know me (and quite frankly, I'm an online presence, so why would you?) You'd be aware of my family's care back story, but in a nutshell, my mother-in-law and brother-in-law are both now in residential accommodation following quite a few stressful years of juggling their care needs with the various agencies/social services/Uncle Tom Cobley etc, within their former flat. It was so much fun that it pretty much ended my husband's career (he took early retirement) and ruined his health (he's got tachycardia now.)
Anyway ... MIL is ninety-one, has vascular dementia and is no longer eating. So, I'm up in London today and I'll pop in first thing and help her. I'm also seeing a friend for lunch, a former colleague who suspects that one of her daughters may be on the spectrum. I do hope that I can help.
Anyway ... MIL is ninety-one, has vascular dementia and is no longer eating. So, I'm up in London today and I'll pop in first thing and help her. I'm also seeing a friend for lunch, a former colleague who suspects that one of her daughters may be on the spectrum. I do hope that I can help.
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