New Digs

Twelve plus months ago, measures were put in place to keep MM’s (My Man)  parents in their own home as long as possible. There were visits from the home-care workers twice daily. The morning attendant helped them with showers, dressing, made breakfast, managed their prescriptions and did general cleaning. Before she left she would make lunch, leaving it in the fridge for them to help themselves. The afternoon attendant took care of the evening meal, tidying up and would do any shopping when required.

Recently, MM’s parent’s doctor advised him his parents can no longer live in their home after both of them were admitted into hospital a couple of times over a 2 month period due to ill-health.

The ill-health really related to old age and mismanagement of everything from their dietary requirements to their prescriptions. We noticed how little they ate and on many days forgot or not want to eat at least one of the three daily meals. The attendant would place the meds on the kitchen table for them to take but they did not watch to see that the medication needed to manage Alzheimer was being tossed in the rubbish bin by the Old Bugger (Aussie term of endearment).  Cheeky sod decided he didn’t need it hence him not eating some meals. He kept thinking he had just eaten breakfast no matter what time of day or night it was.

MM would like to spend more time with his parents at this late stage of their life. To be blunt, every day is a bonus. MM and I had some long conversations and spent a few hours researching what services were available and decided to move them in with us rather than an aged care facility. They receive high care services now and can go up another level when the time comes for hospice care.

So we’ve sold the oldies house and moved them and ourselves to Woody Point. We have purchased a house with a granny flat which is set up for aged care and retained the home help services. We can now oversee their care and MM can spend some time with them after work. He is especially happy that he can plonk the old guy on a chair in the man cave and chat to him while he is working on projects. The Redcliffe area has many aged care facilities providing respite services. We will place them in one of these facilities for their care when we want to go away.

We are both really happy to be back in the area and living by the water again.

 

 

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8 Responses to New Digs

  1. So kind Kirsten it’s the right thing to do as you already know … I worked in care homes for over 4 years then took care of my mum after she bcame ill for 7 years plus until she died .. She asked me never to put her in a home … After my dad on his death bed asked me to take care of her and make a promise to do so …During this period my partners mother got ill and became bed ridden her brother gave up work until she died recently we all three were her support overseeing her care now all three support each other … In Romam times this was called Caritas in Latin and means Charity or act of giving love … You are doing exactly that and the reward l found is in heaven in the ❤️ by giving you receive Caritas in return with love best wishes, hugs and 🙏s Ian

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    • Hi Ian. Thank you for the reblog and your kind comments. I’ve heard so often people say “I wish I had more time with them” referring to love ones who have passed on. I want my partner to enjoy this time with his parents. I think that unless you’re paying exorbitant fees which for many of us is beyond our reach, the facilities provide minimal care with little or no personal interaction with the patients. The facilities are loveless places. Good on you for caring for your Mum. We also gain something and if nothing else, we learn the invaluable lesson of patience. I hope you have been well and enjoying life. 🤗

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      • Totally agree Kirsten it takes special people to care in today’s world … My partner is a chef of 30 plus years in restaurants .. Now she’s at a care home the one we met at in 2000 but her reports daily are no care, no staff and no direction by owners …Cost £3,000 per week … That’s not care and my life is so different since losing mum four years ago … Looking to use my skills of 30-years in finance to build a fund to help people in need … It will take between now and 2020 to complete but it will eventually provide gifts and grants in a way only provided by the few the meek … Beginning with Love ..Be well you and MM ..Ian 😊

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  2. I am so glad you have done that! When they go you will have no regrets for your kindness…

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    • No regrets, just fond memories. The old guy has come into my cross-hairs as a wonderful source of amusement. I’m formulating a post in my head with regards to the up’s and downs of living with T.O.B (The Old Bugger) and Alzheimer from my perspective. Thanks for your comment Maureen.

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