Dear Caregiver Forum friends,
I’ve been benefiting immensely from the advice and suggestions from this group since moving my mom closer to me, just over 5 years ago. She went from living in my home (with my husband and I) for a couple of months, to us buying a house 3 doors down so she could be more independent yet close-by so that I could care for her. A year and a half ago she had 2 falls (she bounced well so no broken bones!) and this led to us getting more help from a Homecare group. Then we moved her, unwillingly at first then resigned and cooperative, to an assisted living (AL) apartment just down the road. That was 10 months ago. With the Covid-19 restrictions imposed on her place over the last 8-9 weeks my worst fears came true and this accelerated her cognitive decline. A lot. She had a fall last week and within 3-4 days her mobility worsened, she was hallucinating and quite delirious. Between the nurses on staff and myself, we decided she needed to get to hospital for an assessment. For the first time in her life, she was argumentative and combative and paranoid, saying terrible things to me over the phone: ‘Don’t ever call me again’ and such things. I wasn’t too emotionally scarred because, from the excellent reading I’ve done about elderly behavior, I knew it wasn’t really her.
Her condition in the hospital was terrible for the first few days (this is what I know from nurses and doctors since Covid-19 prevents visitations unless there are dire circumstances): delirious, hallucinating, coma-like (unable to wake up when prodded), mumbling her conversation and difficult to understand, unable to walk or move extremities … etc etc. On her 4th day there, I was allowed to visit and saw all this for myself. One of the internal medical doctors told me that when she was admitted she was on 2 meds (don’t know name) that, she felt, made her delirium worse. These were given to her to calm her as she was so agitated and paranoid. She was off them by the time I saw her. My visit that day was surprisingly positive – she eventually woke up, recognized me, joked around with me, let me give her water and feed her a little dinner. She was still feeling the effects of the drugs though, I think, because by the time I left she was seeing things in the room that were not there. The next day I was also able to visit, a much less positive experience. She was much more aware and alert, and with this consciousness came the full force, I think, of where she was and how much pain she was in. She ate some dinner, no joking this time, lots of crying ‘I want to go home’ and ‘this isn’t fair’. She was very upset when relaying how they inserted a catheter. When I left they were giving her a mild dose of morphine to help with pain.
The last 2 days I haven’t been able to visit, and she hasn’t asked about me or for me. The nurses tell me she is more alert, a little confused still (but knows the year and where she is), they sat her in her chair in room, took her off her IV as she’s drinking and eating (not on her own though, still cannot feed herself well). The doctor in charge of mom is deciding on Thursday (one week after taking over her case) the next steps so I’m waiting for that conversation tomorrow. There will be some care decisions to make. I will, of course, try to see her again today as I do every day since her admittance to hospital.
I guess I don’t know what I am asking for in this long-winded story. I’m so used to taking care of my mom, being her go-to for just about everything. I’ve done this for so many years now and I’m used to our rhythm. I do it because I want to and because I love her. We have been buddies for a long time. Since her visitation restrictions at her AL home I’ve had to leave 100% of her care to other people and well, as you may guess, it hasn’t been easy. But this is much harder.
I don’t know what the next few days will bring but I’m reaching out to my wonderful community in this forum for comfort and strength. Thanks
My Mum's just landed in hospital too. I can visit but after you make it past the renovations, the masked staff, screening desk, temp check & security. I feel like she's been hidden inside a labyrinth. But she's where she needs to be right now.
The whole Covid lockdown with elderly care homes made sense at first, we all had to cooperate and isolate and we did. But ... to make our elderly parents understand this was and is impossible.
I wish you all the best in your recovery Sadinroanokeva, getting counselling will help. This forum helps too. Hugs to you.
I knew, on my last visit, that things would only worsen for her when her AL lockdown started. I knew she would decline mentally and physically she was already barely able to walk. I cried in her company that day, she looked at me like I'd lost my mind.
Thank you so much for your kindness and sending you all my best.
Being in a hospital is a disorienting experience for everybody, but to a frail elder with dementia, it seems to lead to a serious and rapid decline.
My thought are with you.
Yes, doctor and I discussed my visits just this morning. We both agree that mom takes a couple of steps back after my visits, so now I'm waiting to be called for if needed.
Mom is now on a mild anti-psychotic med to keep her moods level and calm and help lessen her agitation. I am fine with that ... anything to keep her comfortable and calm. Her family doctor is now on hospital rounds so mom is more honest with her about her pain levels and her feelings.
I am more depressed and feel like I'm in mourning ... I find it so difficult to not see her and comfort her. After all these years doing everything for her ... hard to walk away. Keeping things in perspective is hard, probably the most challenging thing I've ever done. I wasn't able to have children of my own so I suppose my mama became my baby.
Thanks again for your kind words.
Many thanks to you for your comments.