Emerging from a drought of words, I gave a moment’s thought to today’s blog and came up with very little, as usual. But this has not deterred me from rambling on in the hope that something coherent will emerge.
Tough times for the family as my wife watches her mother wrestle with old age and infections that have landed her in hospital for the last month, For my mother-in-law, hospital must add to the disorientation that Alzheimer’s brings. Before the infections Judith was alert and able to manage a flight of stairs. Since her admission to hospital she has barely been out of bed and sleeps or dozes most of the time. Feeding her has become necessary, where she would have managed a plate of food herself a month ago.
We are hoping that a move to a care home will give her enough rehabilitation so that she can return to her own home in a few weeks. Judith will need the sort of fortitude that she has demonstrated over a remarkable life to see her through this tricky patch.
The people who have been caring for Judith to date, have enabled her to live a life far removed from the sort of regime that a care home or hospital has to operate under.
Quality of life is always discussed in these situations, and it would be good to think that Judith can return to the sort of routine whereby she is able to accompany her carers on trips in the car, take gentle walks to the local bar, ice cream parlour or park.
Sitting down to watch the world go by with a loving companion is a pleasant diversion and miles better than being plonked in front of the goggle box with a bunch of strangers.
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