It has taken a long time but the penny has finally dropped- the Best Interest Meeting on the 6th of April is now the only way forward. Maureen continues to be a combative mood, struggling to accept that she lacks the capacity to decide upon her future care and accommodation. There is little point in relating her ongoing diatribe about her incarceration here and my shortcomings. This is ‘Mrs Dementia’ at full throttle rather than my lovely wife. My Support Plan is no longer adequate to cope with her presentation: Carer Burnout is looming.
I know that the hard-working professionals who are doing their level best to support us will understand how difficult it is when a loved one is changing beyond all recognition and you are doing your best to hang on to what is left. Therefore, it is reassuring that the meeting on the 6th of April will seek to protect both of our interests.
Our Key Worker managed to put in some additional support yesterday and more of the same will be needed until the BIM. ‘Girl Thursday’ also gave me some helpful coaching with a stark reminder ‘not to pander to her’. Worn out after another night with little sleep I was misguidedly giving options to Maureen rather than serving her food that she usually likes. With sleep in my eyes, I had forgotten that she lacks the capacity to make decisions. However, she is definitely leaving here today: ‘no longer prepared to be a skivvy in this Care Home!’
I have just stumbled across this poem which is worth reflecting upon as the BIM draws closer: