@Mumbles12 Quick! Go on a "big" holiday while you can!!
My visit today coincided with the DN dressing leg ulcers. For which ER now has morphine (she had 3ml while I was there, as I had to help draw it up) and Gabapentin too. Leg ulcers SUCK.
I encouraged the lunchtime carer, who looked plenty old enough to know how to, to cook an omelette for her. ER had pointed (slightly performatively) at the meal plan I drew up, blithely ignoring the fact that it was from WEEKS ago and she had not, since, bought what was on it. FFS.
Not sure whether it's the morphine dulling her cognition, or age, or just not being up to as much without her late husband chivvying. Who knows.
I am v much in "drop the rope" mode ATM, so I have dropped the meal plan crap, and if she doesn't order food, well she has biscuits, she won't starve, and the experience may be motivational.
I didn't ask about the Stannah stuff, I am not going to get involved with her somehow getting rid of one of her email addresses , and I just "mmh hmm"'d at her telling me she had ordered some more protein drink bottles.
We took her out (thanks to my OH getting her & wheelchair up and down the garden steps 💪) in the sun and got her an ice-cream. Chucked out some obviously mouldy food from the fridge.
There were moments where I was pretty exasperated, but managed to scream silently behind her so she didn't see!
She gave us some chocolate for Easter, a nice thought. Luckily for my spare tyres, I didn't like it, so OH gets it all 😎
She didn't say anything today about changing care company either and I didn't ask.
Hopefully if the nieblings have to keep an eye on me in my old age, I will be an easier prospect!