Something happened yesterday

Maureen is struggling this morning which is not at all surprising after the week she has just had. This excellent post from George Rook might just capture how she is feeling.

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Something happened yesterday…

Yesterday was the first day of my summer.

Butterflies emerged in crowds.

Purple Emperor, Red Admiral, Comma…

I’ve been waiting for them for days, wondering whether weather had wrecked their cycle and drowned them.

And suddenly they were on the great purple spikes of buddleia flowers.

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Flitting, flirting, clapping, waving, showing off their magnificent new bodies.

And for me that’s the start of English summer.

There were other visitors too…

A Hummingbird Hawk Moth and Painted Lady from France.

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Ringlets, meadow Browns and gatekeepers on the flowering oregano that’s spread like spilled paint across the flower garden.

I gazed at all these lovely annual gifts around me, the best presents each year.
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Gardening here is a continual struggle. Nature wants to return in its own way, but I want my own version. Capability Rook, allowing some, forbidding others.

So I catch moles in the morning, admire…

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Dementia: Now I Understand

 

YesterdayI gained a much clearer understanding why Maureen’s experience in Ladysmith Road Care Home was so traumatic:

  • The local CCG have changed where they commission beds for Respite Care.
  • Ladysmith Road Care Home are not allowed to move residents from the Orchid Suite to a more suitable location.
  •  Care Homes are being encouraged to reduce admissions to A & E.

If had known respite care was going to result in Maureen being placed in an environment that was far from person-centred I would have chosen to tough it out. My respite has been counterproductive leading to further stress and exhaustion.

Following my meeting with the Manager of the Home Treatment Team I now understand that the Best Interest Meeting is an opportunity to determine a positive way forward.  I believe there is now a genuine understanding of the need for a fundamental change in the approach to supporting us on this unforgiving journey.

 

Dementia: Straight From the Horses Mouth

I hope the following two paragraphs are self-explanatory:

‘North East Lincolnshire Council and North East Lincolnshire Clinical Commissioning have refreshed their policy on how adult social care resources (money and services) are shared between those who need them locally.  Our refreshed policy aims to guide us on what to consider when making tough decisions about how to spend money to maximise the help we offer to adults with needs.  We have to make sure that the way we spend offers value for money, whilst still promoting the wellbeing of the individuals we are here to support, in a way that helps them achieve what matters most to them.   

An online questionnaire has been created to seek views.  These views will be used to help us understand what matters to our local population, when thinking about how we ensure everyone has fair access to adult social care and support’.

I have only skimmed the questionnaire and it does not deal with the shortcoming of the current arrangements. I do not believe the CCG are: ‘promoting the wellbeing of the individuals we are here to support, in a way that helps them achieve what matters most to them’.  The bullet points below outline my assertion: 

  • The whole system is shrouded in mystery with entitlement unclear.
  • The Care Agencies that we have experienced are not fit for purpose.  Their staff are poorly trained with awful conditions of employment.
  • Focus Social Work Staff do not have budgets and have to consult their superiors about expenditure.
  • The CCG have bought respite beds in a Care Home that is not person-centred or fit for purpose.
  • The Care Home where my wife was placed for Respite claim they are unable to make professional judgements about where clients are best placed.

It is likley that Austerity Measures have meant that the CCG have inadequate funds to meet the needs of their population.  I am aware that Kevin Bond the Director of NAVIGO resigned asserting that the CCG had failed to give the organisation a fair share of the cake. Our experiences in the last few months perhaps illustrate the point that Kevin has made and are a major contributor to my current level of exhaustion.

Dementia: An Amazing Woman

I have always thought my wife is an amazing woman who has dealt with lots of adversity in her life with dignity.

Her presentation this morning has been impressive; her rational thought sound and her logic intact.

In some ways her gentle nature is letting her down at the moment and it must be difficult to be assertive when dementia is a factor.

One thing I know is in my hour(s) of need she has always stood shoulder to shoulder through thick and thin and I’m with her on this one.  As she says ‘why do I need to go into a Care Home I saw last week what it does to people: it makes them worse’.

I’m optimistic that I can get some common sense into any discussions about Best Interest We all need a little more time before we consider the next stage of our journey.  Hence I am meeting the Head of the Home Treatment Team at 10.30 this morning.  I then move on to meet the Manager of Ladysmith Road Care Home to receive her response to my concerns.  This morning’s carer sit is so I can have some time to myself: I rest my case!

Dementia: In Whose Best Interest?

It didn’t surprise me yesterday when Maureen was found to lack capacity as far as her future care and welfare was concerned.  However after a troubled night and our early morning conversations I’m far from sure what lies ahead is in our Best Interests.

There is no doubt that professionals are trying to protect both of our interests: responding to the progression of dementia and a worn out Care Partner.  It may not be possible to do much about the former but the latter could have been prevented and even now could be alleviated.

It isn’t surprising that I face Carer Burnout when you consider how poorly I have been supported. The initial support from social services was so inadequate that a member of staff had to be taken off the job.  Our Care Agency is not fit for purpose and a replacement Agency at the weekend had fundamental shortcomings.   Occasional periods of respite may have been good for me but have always been a nightmare for Maureen.

Whatever happens next has to be in both of our Best Interests.  Our marriage vows remain firmly in place: it is until death do us part.  Why should the inadequacies of care in the community be allowed to separate us?  We are not going to be railroaded down a dead end: Maureen is not going to be warehoused and turned into a gibbering wreck!

 

Dementia: Our Camp Song

News from Base Camp – this is the Camp Song played as early morning tea is served:

Maureen has asked me if the children are enjoying camping along with whether I’m warm enough at night.  Camping is giving me much more rest as I lie on a mattress close by heron the sofa soothed by the sound of Maureen’s breathing.  If she wakes distressed a few words of comfort from me ease her back to sleep.

We are both really excited today as we picked our first crop of home grown kidney beans yesterday.  Our Sunday Dinner will be really something today; with an even greater array of vegetables to go with a slice of chicken.

It’s great weather for camping today in Costa del Cleethorpes – a warm day with lots of blue sky on the horizon.  Maureen is still cold even though she is wearing two pairs of thermal socks toasted by the gas fire on low heat.

I think my attempts to help Maureen rebuild her confidence are paying dividends as there are signs of a spring returning to her step as she moves around the house and the garden.  There is a saying that ‘adult eduicators never retire they just go grey’: white in my case.  How lovely to see that I’m still up to the job by  helping Maureen with her struggles to keep Mrs Dementia at bay.

 

Dementia: The Comedy of Errors

I think I may have been a tad liberal with the title of this post: farce is nearer to the mark.  When I was putting away the notes from the carer’s sit yesterday I found a Temporary Care Plan tucked into the folder of our normal Care Agency.  The worrying thing about this sheet of paper was that Kat the Senior Care Worker had filled out this pro forma with the comment that Maureen had mild cognitive impairment.

I was a little taken aback on Tuesday when Doctor Kokton diagnosed moderate to severe dementia .  What I find extremely concerning is that a Senior can pop in here for ten minutes or so and arrive at a very different diagnosis.  She also had the luxury of meeting and getting the low-down from Chloe our most experienced carer.   It is fortunate that Sarah did not read this unhelpful sheet of paper and tried to weigh up the situation herself.

The whole episode yesterday was a farce with Maureen continuing to think that some carers are here to check up on us.  This is a reasonable conclusion to come to when you are on the end of a battery of questions.

Sunday is a day of rest with carers banished from the house.  If anyone else rings up to come today the fabrication will continue: we’re going out!

 

Dementia: Hi de Hi Campers

We’ll be camping again tonight to recover from an unhelpful Carer Sit.  The poor woman had obviously not had her ‘card marked’ and thought she was chairing Twenty Questions.

Maureen demonstrated her capacity by going along with a cunning plan to be invited out to visit her brother in Nottingham tomorrow.  Her performance talking to no-one at the end of the phone was worth an Oscar.  Needless to say we gave the woman an early bath after 9o minutes sending her on her way half an hour early..

How reassuring that Team Collins are back when the going gets tough.  We combined so well to prevent a further investigation tomorrow.  I’m about to phone the replacement Agency to make sure we can continue with our camping holiday tomorrow with our usual Sunday Roast rather than another grilling.

We have had nothing but trouble with arrangements for respite and now we can’t even get an additional sit without it going belly-up!

 

20 Things to NOT Say to a Person with Dementia

It doesn’t come any better than this post with sensible ground rules for dealing with dementia from Kate Swaffer and Kay Bransford

Kay H. Bransford's avatarDealing with Dementia

20-things-not-to-say-to-aperson-with-dementia-updated-6june2014.jpgThis list comes from Kate Swaffer who after being diagnosed offers a fresh perspective on how to live beyond dementia rather than only die from it, and how family, friends and dementia care professionals can more positively support people post diagnosis to do this. She has lovingly challenged, advised, and counseled me quite a few times on my journey. We even launched a Q&A blog where we peppered each other with questions.

As a follow-up to my go-to strategies for family visits, I plucked a few key tips to consider and am listing my top ten:

  1. Don’t tell the person they are wrong.
  2. Don’t say “Remember when … “
  3. Don’t correct or challenge trivial things.
  4. Don’t assume they can’t understand you because they are silent.
  5. Don’t think they can’t communicate just because we can’t speak.
  6. Don’t talk about them to someone else in front of them.
  7. Don’t remind them of…

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Dementia: News From Base Camp

Yesterday was the first time in 16 years that we have had a G P call at our house.  Dr Munjal  is well aware of Maureen’s reluctance to take any medication and spent a long time trying to persuade her to take paracetomol to ease the pain in her back.  He is well aware of Maureen’s preference for natural remedies and knew there was no point in prescribing anything to relieve her anxiety or lift her mood.  I realised that was down to me and my natural remedy was quite simple: camping..

Maureen had become so distressed from her experiences in Ladysmith Road Care Home that I set up camp in the lounge last night.  I spent a reasonable night on a mattress that was close to the sofa where she often sleeps.  That meant that whenever she woke up I could immediately assure her that she was safe.

I decided on camping after she broke down yesterday evening saying ‘she was frightened because she couldn’t do anything’.  We have been up since 2 am having a great time.  Maureen is wondering if we need Planning Permission if we change our lounge into a Camp Site.  This theme continued for a couple of hours as we ‘sent up’ the idea with various hilarious extensions to our early morning theme.

It is important for me to back off for a while as my antics this morning will have tired Maureen out but it was great to see her in such good form after such a harrowing week.  My response to her question about what I’m going to do today was the same as always: ‘we’re going to have an easy day’ – so why not take a day off Mrs Dementia and let the fun continue all day?