Mum is nearly 90 and still lives independently, has done since my Dad died nearly a decade ago. In that time she's gone from being on the ball about stuff, doing her own shopping and taking herself out for her social life, to being a shell of a person who needs help organising her meds. I used to take her to the supermarket weekly but since the pandemic we bring her the food she wants.
I could write a list of the topics we will talk about at every visit, and tick them off every time. These are almost exclusively unhappy memories from her past. We never discuss happy memories. She won't start a conversation about my childhood for example. Any conversation I start is rapidly altered to be a conversation about a sad or angering memory she has.
Increasingly those memories are inaccurate. For example she's adamant she and dad went to a particular place on holiday and I know for a fact it is somewhere my dad said he never went. If they had been, there would be photographs and souvenirs, just like every other trip they ever went on.
She is convinced that people steal from her. I don't stop to think what she might say about me behind my back. I know what she says about other relatives and it would break my heart to think she might say stuff like that about me to others.
Today I put a small pile of paper aside for recycling. Nothing personal, just e.g. used envelopes and the sort of cardboard you get when you buy a calendar. She took it, and hid it, so I couldn't put it in the recycling bin.
I have read about hoarding and dementia. She refuses to be referred for any tests. We pay all her bills, organise her insurance, tv licence, food shopping. We involve her in everything so she knows what is going on. She has a sheet to fill out every day with what medicine to take when. She won't have a pill organiser, and keeps every medicine record sheet she has ever filled in, going back years.
She's my mum and I do what I do for her willingly, but oh my goodness it's hard, isn't it? Knowing how she is today is the best she will ever be again, and things will continue to get worse.