For background: DM, 90, had a mildish stroke 8 years ago which leaves her unable to write or deal with numbers, mild speech problems, becoming increasingly forgetful. I've ranted on here previously, mostly about her ability to moan for England.
She's in hospital currently, admitted for low blood pressure and stomach problems which turned out to be a blockage in her gut plus infection. Hospital were unsure whether they could deal with it medically and ruled out surgery as she probably wouldn't survive, and they were talking about palliative care and a DNR directive if they couldn't sort it out. However, slightly to everyone's surprise, they did. They have also discovered what seems likely to be a tumour in her bladder but they don't seem to think it's an urgent issue and, again, wouldn't contemplate surgery.
The current issue is that they could discharge her but she's very unwilling to walk - previously she had reasonably good mobility with a three-wheel walker, but she can barely shuffle more than a couple of yards at the moment. Getting her up to wee, even with bringing a commode to her, is a major undertaking.
I've therefore been with her in hospital a lot, and generally speaking that's OK. I find myself much better able to cope with her moaning when she genuinely has something to complain about. But increasingly visits are totally draining, as her dementia is noticeably worse and basically it's exactly the same conversation going round and round in a loop the entire time I'm with her. She's also fairly clearly complaining for the sake of it; if she wants something she goes on and on about it, but I swear she's almost disappointed if she gets it and has to stop complaining. The poor nurse was totally bemused today as he said she'd proclaimed that she loved coffee, so he went off to get it for her, whereupon she spurned it with loathing and said she hated it. She needs to drink as dehydration is what caused the bowel problem in the first place, but it's really hard to persuade her to do so because she doesn't want to have to pee. As for food - when it comes she loudly proclaims she doesn't want that, that she never eats, etc. It's OK if I'm there because I can bully persuade her into eating at least something, but again the nurses just don't have time.
She's constantly saying she wants sherry/whisky, again because she knows she can't have them in hospital. So nowadays my constant refrain is that she must eat and drink properly and practise her walking so she can go home and neck sherry to her heart's content. Fingers crossed that it works, not sure how much more of this I can take, but I know how dreadfully boring it must be for her in hospital and I know she probably wouldn't eat and drink if I'm not there to push her. Ho hum.