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Today’s saga: Arrgghhh! Bloody OT!!
Our dad is 93 and in failing health. He’s been living in sheltered housing for past three years. He’s had numerous falls - some more serious than others - and could no longer manage the stairs at home. We were very lucky to find this flat for him and it’s been great til now. The staff are only there during the day to cook and clean. Something various healthcare professionals have been told over and over again.
Since getting his small flat his conditions have worsened and he now can only walk very short distances with a walker and is very very wobbly when he does. He’s got continence issues, a heart condition and is registered blind. Since his last fall he’s had carers in morning and evening to help him up and back into bed. We hoped this might at least get him to the new year. But he fell two weeks ago, back in hospital, and has been in bed until yesterday with back pain. Pain so bad he’s now on morphine, though they have finally got him into a bedside chair.
He’s had a several falls that have taken him into hospital, usually every few months. From there he’s been discharged to assess at a local rehab unit. Their task being to do what they can to patch him up and back home. As usual he’s very dismissive of his condition and convinced he’ll be fine once he’s been in the rehab unit. Only we know he won’t be and that it’s wishful thinking on his part.
This time though myself, my DB, step Sis and Bro are of a mind that he needs to be somewhere with staff 24/7. He has an emergency fob and they’re very good but it can take an hour and more to get to him, then there’s a wait for an ambulance. On top of all this due to new medication the Doc made it clear if he falls and splits his head he could bleed out quite quickly - of course he thinks this won’t happen, neither the falling nor the cutting his head.
So we’ve been looking at homes and think we’ve found a suitable one and when DB and I visited him he seemed accepting he’d have to move - as in I know I have to but I don’t really want to. Then the OT visited him going all in on the ‘it’s his choice’, totally ignoring his current condition and ongoing issues. So now he thinks he’s been given a way out of having to move. I totally get safeguarding aspect of the OT job but she really hasn’t help Dad. Hanging her whole argument on capacity does him no favours. As a sop she offered to have his flat assessed - it’s been done twice this year already following other falls and has all the adaptations it can have.
My DB visited him yesterday and he’s back to coming up with spurious reasons not to move - ‘Do the rooms have microwaves? How do I do my breakfast if it doesn’t….’.
Like I said bloody OT!