I’m just back from visiting with my 84 year old Dad. He was diagnosed with dementia in 2022 and has been in a care home since then.
Today I visited and when I walked in, he was at the nurses station shouting at the carers. I took his hand and he continued yelling and babbling away about nonsense. He’d locked himself out of his room, they had had no luck in getting him washed and he was wearing a strange outfit of dirty clothes. A carer and I tried to calm him for a shower but he was shouting and terrified. Of his shoes, of the carer, of a shower. Eventually we gave up and the Head Nurse came and administered a chemical restraint which he has been prescribed after he had previously punched a staff member. He calmed slightly and drank some lemonade at which point I started to cry. And then, for a moment there was my Dad. Saying not to cry, looking me in the eyes with compassion. Then he was gone again, agitated and talking about nothing.
I can’t do this for much longer. I’m meant to plan my teaching for tomorrow, and clean my filthy house. But right now, I just want to curl into a ball in my bed and pretend this is not happening. Just need someone to tell me it will be alright eventually. Maybe a an online hug and a handhold? ♥️ 💔