I had a stark reminder early this morning that I’m trying to do too much. Last night I was so exhausted that I went to bed at half-past eight and left Maureen to her own devices. Five hours or so later I found her sitting on the sofa looking terrified and desperate to relieve herself but no idea where to find the bathroom. She was so relieved in all sorts of ways to see me, particularly as there had been ‘a strange man in the room again’.
It is painfully obvious that I’m not able to cover all bases at the moment. I’m trying to solve too many issues and wearing myself out often running around like a headless chicken. Tiredness kills when you are a driver: it causes distress when you are a Care Partner.
The bookcase in the lounge has now predominantly become Maureen’s space with lots of opportunities for cognitive stimulation. I need to summon further support from Occupational Therapy to see how the remainder of the house can become more supportive of Maureen’s needs. However, too many changes could well cause further confusion and a focus on our lounge towards the end of the month would be sensible.
Maureen’s refusal to engage in personal care or take her medication continues to cause concern. All carers have been alerted to the need to try and get Maureen to shower and change her clothes. The medication issue is something I will need to discuss with her GP. The progress on these issues will be reviewed with our Key Worker when he visits on Friday.
The ‘headless chicken’ is also painfully aware of the stiffness in his body after a consultation with a Fitness Instructor at Cleethorpes Leisure Centre yesterday morning. He has now decided that hydrotherapy is preferable to Tai Chi and will be walking on water later this morning! Cue Loudon Wainright:
Footnote: Just had a lovely moment after seeing Maureen looking tearful. When I asked her why she was looking so sad she said: I’m going to miss you when I go home.’