I've read many comments here regarding getting a loved one transported to a facility. I cannot even picture what that will look like for my 93 year old mom - strong personality, confined to wheelchair, mid-stage dementia.
I am the only relative/influencer who will oversee this process.
Taking her to lunch as a distractor while getting her moved in is not an option.
She has good days and bad days. Not sure what to do if moving day turns out to be a "bad" day.
Honestly, I picture a scenario where she will be tied to the roof of the car and transported to the front door of the facility. (Just joking!!!) But you get the idea. I really cannot envision how I am supposed to pull this off.
Help!
Best of luck!
So, I softly explained to my father that the situation at home can NOT continue like this anymore, and I got a case worker involved, had a calming medicine prescribed by his doctor AND booked a private Ambulance to do the transport 92 km to the wonderful "Heartfelt Alzheimer's & Frail Care Home", in the Eastern Cape, South Africa, BUT he still refused to go ...... (kept the Ambulance waiting for 2 hours, untill the paramedics abandoned the mission as they were not allowed to take him agsinst his will). That was the most traumatic day of my life ...... I cried the whole day.
Then a month later, we attempted it again, with the same private Ambulance again, but this time with the Head of the Alzheimer's Association in our region, a Doctor, who brought her nurse and assisted us. Same story, he refused again ...... until the nurse softly and tenderly spoke to my father, and advised him that my mother HAS to go to a facility (he díd recognize the logic for thát), and he needs to accompany her to support her ....... and then he said "OK" , and even got onto the Ambulance's stretcher himself ! We couldn't believe our eyes ! Once they were at the Home, where they received so much loving care, they never looked back. My Mom & Dad thought they are at a luxury rehab style hospital (must be, the carers all wear uniform !), and we never corrected them. We were also advised to stay away for at least 2 weeks, and we dreaded the first visit, but they were just so glad that we came to visit (I always brought them nice snacks & stawberries to enjoy with us on the verandah).
They are so much better cared for, by professionals, than what they ever ALLOWED us to do for them ...... It is so worth-it !
You just have to do it, but with professional help. Good luck, you are not alone 🙏🏻🙏🏻
My mom grabbed the steering wheel....once.
From then on, she was transported by professionals.
I wish you all the best, know you are not alone in this struggle!
My mom was in NH 'temporarily' until her hand worked better - she convinced herself that she was in a rehab place [again] - I even had 'props' in her room so I bought a dog toy that could be squeezed for exercise so that when she said something I would ask how her physio was going [she was actually doing some] & hand her an 'exercise' ball to help her but she would stop squeezing after 5 times as her mind drifted
She and I walked her dog by it all the time. I had been worried that she
would recognize things and try to go home, but once there she did not know where she was and how to get back home. She forgot her home very soon after the move. To actually get your mom into the car and off to the facility I strongly suggest you have help. Hire someone if you have to, someone who seems to be in a position of power - in a nurse uniform maybe.
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