Chaotic, frustratingly a mess. My aunt didn’t stay asleep last night. She pushed the side rail out from beneath the mattress with her good right leg. She left the bed without calling for help. She left her room without her walker. She managed to hobble out into the common area and then fell hard. She called for help…then…and at 2:00am the staff came to the rescue. Banged up and returned to bed.
Again, this afternoon, without her walker she made her way into the bathroom. She managed to fall and bang her head into the wall, and urinate all over. The staff heard the commotion and again came to assist.
It is lost on my aunt. All the concerns, all the admonitions, all the cautions are lost on her brain. This is beyond stubborn. This is beyond being independent. This is degeneration. Sad, growing realization that she will not be going home at this rate.
Home care? Feasible. Here on average $15.00 – $25.00 an hour quality in-house care . You do the math. Living with us? Exhausting. Been there. Done it for my mom for nearly 6 months of hospice and no relief. Not going to happen. Managed care. Sedation, restraints, the tipping point nears.
This changes many things, I believe, in the hoarding cleanup and my aunt’s care. The sense of urgency and anticipation in preparing a safe home is seemingly lost. The hard reality is my aunt is not understanding. Not just ignoring, but clueless. And a danger to herself. I meet with staff tomorrow to make a plan. My heart is heavy tonight. Courage………..