On and off I have worked in care homes over 25 years. In various roles.
25 Years ago, it was very different. I worked in a huge Victorian institution run by the catholic church. Originally built to nurse the "mentally defective, the insane" and unmarried mothers. Many of the "old timers" were burnt out schizophrenics, and people with Bi-polar and personality disorder or they had learning disabilities. They were all up and walking around. Medicated, calm mostly, all exhibiting signs of trauma, and the side effects of medication.
All the new referrals were over 65 with dementia. Day 1-3 they were on their feet, pacing, bothering staff, restless, confused, anxious, scared, worried and often violent. Some smeared shit everywhere, others stripped off their clothing in public spaces, or fell over. They tried constantly to escape and were very distressed. Day 3-5 Off their feet, medicated and sedated, usually with drugs like haloperidol, and other strong anti-psychotics and sedatives. Unable to stand without assistance, drowsy and incoherent.Weeks- Months-Years......transferred between bed and chair and then eventually bed bound. Unable to move, speak, respond to you. Unable to swallow, didn't even recognise it was food. Nursed for years in a vegetative state, barely existing until they died, usually of pneumonia.
Today, 25 years later, Day 1-3 they were on their feet, pacing, bothering staff, restless, confused, anxious, scared, worried and often violent. Some smeared shit everywhere, others stripped off their clothing in public spaces, or fell over. They tried constantly to escape and were very distressed. Days 3-5 the same as before, week-Months-years...just as days 1-3. The philosophy is to give people as much freedom and autonomy as possible. To constantly look for capacity even where it just doesn't exist beyond a choice between "want a biscuit or do you want cake" and to not use drugs because "Drugging them up is cruel" They fall, they fight each other and they spend all day pulling off their nappies and asking "what is this". There is no dignity.
I haven't in 25 years ever met with an elderly person with advanced dementia (advanced enough to require 24 hr care) who is not anxious, agitated, scared and distressed, at least most of the time.
In both situations I have seen such awful cruelty, from staff. From staff that are worn down, not very well trained, demoralised, over worked and run ragged, and poorly paid and unappreciated.
I accept that some people, even those in care homes who have capacity, (in any real and meaningful sense) may still have some enjoyment in life. And I feel so desperately sad for the staff dealing with this huge increase in deaths, and the feeling that they have so little control, and I feel so sad for the relatives losing loved ones. But I believe in euthanasia. I believe a civilised society can be judged civilised by its treatment of its most vulnerable people. Until medical science can find a way to preserve the mind as well as the body, what is the bloody point.
For those people believing pneumonia is a painful death, it usually isn't at least not in the cases I have witnessed. I hope that might comfort some relatives, because I think it must be unbearably painful to not be able to say goodbye.