Maureen had a lovely time yesterday being Nana to her grandson. She was in her element as she talked and walked with Jack. We often wish we lived nearer to our respective children; sometimes regretting our decision to move to Cleethorpes. All of our immediate families are over two hours drive away and their busy lives mean that we don’t see them that often.
When Maureen is ‘wanting to go home’, she often says she want to be with her family. She also says she misses all of the friends who live ‘back home’. Unfortunately, both of us have lost touch with many of our friends and work colleagues from our days in Coventry. In addition, several of Maureen’s elderly relatives who lived in this area have passed away in the last few years. Therefore, it is quite understandable that feelings of loneliness often dominate Maureen’s thinking.
There is no simple solution to Maureen’s loneliness. Moving closer to family would not be a sensible option, as familiar surroundings are vital at this stage of her dementia. We would also miss out on the quality support available in this area. What I need to do is ensure that we continue to have a steady stream of visitors to address Maureen’s loneliness.
Last night I made contact with Ian Maureen’s eldest son and suggested he brings one of his children with him on his next visit. This morning I have reminded Maureen of the fun she had yesterday with Jack and suggested that we invite grandchildren to help her decorate the Christmas tree once again. I’m hoping by constantly reminding her how much our grandchildren love visiting Cleethorpes it will bring back happy memories from the past.
Maureen has been struggling to work out who I am this morning: she has been telling me how strange it is that ‘Paul’ also likes herbal tea, along with constant references to ‘granddad’! Recognition may return following Chloe’s arrival: when I will go out as the fellow who provides breakfast and return a couple of hours later as the husband who cooks such wonderful lunches.