My mother is nearly 88, widowed three years, with dementia though physically very fit. She was living alone with a lot of support from us until a month ago. My brother is a shiftworker living 10 miles from her, and I am a single parent with SN kids. We struggled, and she was very isolated (and complaining about loneliness). And unsafe, by definition. The only carers we were eligible for could only call for five minutes once a day, and the company was pathetic, tbh. Useless staff who breezed in and out, signed a log, and didn't bother heating her a meal. Half the time she missed her medication. She took a fall in the NY and broke her arm, and we decided that it would be best to find a supported living place more local to us. We got one specifically for people with dementia, own flat with support, it is lovely, lots of activities every day. Gardening, your own little plot too. I mean, you'd think it would be ideal, wouldn't you?
Instead she is fretting and unsettled. She keeps telling me she 'wants to go home'. My mother has never been very sociable and a bit remote with people, while complaining of isolation too.
I am bloody soul-destroyed at the thought of having to live with this from now on. I feel guilty too. Has anyone ever experienced this? Does it get better? Should we try to move her back home and pay for a private carer (who she'd probably resent) and muddle on ourselves? Does anyone have any experience of doing this? Sometimes I wish she was really just away with the fairies 100% and then there would be no choice. The choices we have are both deeply imperfect.