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Dementia: A Change Of Perspective

 

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I think I have been looking at things from the wrong perspective as I have tried to fathom a way forward on this hazardous journey.  Firstly, I have been focusing on Maureen behaviour rather than my reaction to her presentation.  Secondly, I have been concentrating on the view from our lounge rather than reflecting on the beauty of our back garden.  Yesterday,  two people offered me another route on this journey that might just help us return to the straight and narrow.

Christy Moore posted Validation Therapy& Therapeutic Fiblets in Action with real life examples of how to deal with some of the very issues that  Maureen presents on mosts days.  I found her suggestions on how to deal with ‘Wanting To Go Home’ particularly helpful.

The plans from Daniel our architect on a Sun Room as an extension to our house helped me to see how our usual view has been from the wrong perspective.  How lovely it will be to spend our days overlooking our beautiful rear garden rather than the bungalows that are across the road.

If I begin to focus on my behaviour rather than Maureen’s, and we concentrate on looking out of rear windows this journey might just become a little easier in future!

My perspective on yesterday was that we had a really good day:

  • Girl Wednesday was back on duty after 12 weeks off sick
  • Maureen passed her physical with the GP.   His compassionate approach was, as always, person-centred.
  • Maureen’s Care Coordinator discharged her from the Memory Service back into the care of her GP.
  • Maureen was happy and contented for most of the day.  She wondered why the Care Coordinator and her colleague had paid us a visit.  She was puzzled why they hadn’t rewarded us with a prize following their compliments about our rear garden.
  •  We had a lovely afternoon walk around our neighbourhood.
  • We slept well together for most of the night apart from one minor incident when Maureen thought there was a leaking gas pipe in the bedroom.

 

Dementia: A Run Away Day

Image result for Dementia Assessment Needed PictureI  am requesting an urgent review of our Support Plan this morning after Maureen chose to run away yesterday, rather than have an Away Day.  She slipped off from a carer early afternoon and a couple of hours later declined a short car trip preferring to walk around the local area almost to the point of exhaustion.  Her behaviour during that time exceeded anything I had seen before: vitriol towards me was par for the course but trying to get into neighbour’s cars and homes were new territory.  Thankfully, even those we had never met before grasped that Maureen was unwell and reacted to her compassionately rather than summoning the Police.

It may have been a blessing that the Emergency Services were unable to respond to my request for assistance; their presence could have taken Maureen down an unhelpful path.  If she hadn’t turned round from her mission to walk towards Cleethorpes an ambulance crew were scheduled to intervene.  That may have led to a lengthy period of assessment that would merely have confirmed that her presentation had changed or her condition had progressed.

The night has been far from peaceful with Maureen waking around 2 am convinced that ‘they are trying to put her into a black box.’  She fails to understand ‘why they are trying to get her as she has no money.’

As soon as lines open I will seek a physical review of Maureen’s condition with her GP.  It is possible that infection is creating havoc with her presentation.  I’m also concerned that she appears to be losing weight, as yesterday’s carer was keen to point out.

I’m hoping that our Key Worker will be able to put in some additional support to see if we can help Maureen settle down.  Her Care Coordinator from the Memory Service will be here at 3.30 pm ‘to close the case and refer her back to her G P.’  I think a review of that decision would be appropriate the way things are going!

I just couldn’t resist this after yesterday:

Dementia: An Away Day Beckons

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If things go according to plan today we are going to have another Away Day.  We plan to be chauffeur driven to visit family in Nottingham.  An Away Day with family is a great way of having a time off from my caring role.  All we will have to cope with tomorrow is a little tiredness; rather than clearing up from the aftermath of Maureen’s stay in a Care Home!

Unfortunately, yesterday did not go according to plan as I had overlooked that Girl Monday has moved to Tuesday.  Now heavy with child ‘Maureen’s Hairdresser’ has reduced her hours and no longer works Monday’s.  However, she will be here on Wednesday and I’m hoping that can be a Pamper Day.

Maureen will love going to Nottingham today to nurture her younger sister.  I’ll be happy to take a back seat while the two of them catch up and chat about the good old days.   I  only hope I have got my days, and who will be where and when, right today.

OMG, the odds have just lengthened on us making Nottingham.  Maureen has just told me she is aiming to ‘get back into hospital as no one is looking after her here.’  It’s going to be another interesting day!

Footnote: the amount of sleep I’m getting continues to improve as you will

Bad News: Maureen says it is too cold to go to Nottingham so no Away Day Today.

Even Worse News: Girl Tuesday has been taken to hospital following a fall at a previous call – I hope she is OK!

Dementia: Hot Weather and Hallucinations

Hallucinations while sleepingTemperatures were soaring here again yesterday.  We got off to an early start at a local Car Boot Sale where I bought some additional plants for my vegetable plot.  It was so hot by the time we returned home that I’m not sure if they will have made it through the night.

When Girl Saturday arrived Maureen asked her ‘if she had enjoyed Christmas’.  She soon hooked into Maureen’s reality sharing how things had gone back in December.  As she skillfully moved Maureen from the lounge to ironing in the kitchen the catching up exercise from Maureen’s stay in Respite Care was moved forward.  All that remains from that episode is the return of several important items of Maureen’s clothing.

As  Sanchez popped in an early opener for the ‘Gooners’ in the F A Cup Final a challenging series of events began to unfold.  Maureen told me she had rescued a little boy in the garden who had got entwined in some garden canes.  He had been taken away by firemen as he had also fallen into a ditch used for drainage by the Golf Club.  We then searched the local streets for him for over an hour with Maureen becoming increasingly upset about his welfare.  It took a couple of calls on my mobile to and from the Home Treatment Team before I managed to get Maureen home.

During our final trek home, Maureen left me in no doubt that she could see through the ‘lies of the Nurse’ who had advised her to go back to the house saying: ‘those people think I’m stupid and tell me anything to get me to do what they want’.   However, her choice of language left me in no doubt that she thought the Nurse who spoke to her on the phone was born out of wedlock. 

Maureen woke several times in the night concerned or scared about one thing or another.  If I am to survive this part of our journey I need to work hard on getting adequate quality sleep and I will detail my approach <HERE>.

Just as I was concluding this post I  responded to Maureen crying in the bedroom.  She has returned to a familiar theme that ‘ she wants to go home as no one wants her or comes to see her’.  I have suggested that we could visit folk who can’t make it here at the moment but I genuinely think she is too worn out for a long car journey in this heat.  Thankfully, the subject of my Good Music page will be here at noon and that is something for us both to look forward to!

 

 

Dementia: A Stupid Mistake

Image result for A Silly Mistake PictureWhen I finally decided to get up this morning, very tired after a difficult night, I thought I had made a stupid mistake during yesterday’s meeting with our Key Worker.  On reflection, I had spent too much time chatting about what had happened during my Respite Break, rather than what lay ahead.  None of that conversation will help my aching body and tired mind this morning.  Then as I woke up it came to me: I don’t need additional carer sits today or tomorrow I need domestic support.

A simple phone call to the Agency requesting that Girl Saturday and Sunday arrives at 11 am rather than noon could make a significant difference to our weekend.  We will pay for this additional time as we need help with domestic duties rather than additional sitting time with Maureen. The time has come for the Resident Chef to hand over Saturday and Sunday dinner to The Girls.  My only problem will be getting through on the phone as this particular Agency has not acted on a phone message I left earlier in the week!

As my Admiral Nurse reminded me on Friday we never know what is behind changes in Maureen’s presentation.  Last night was a belter with Maureen awake every couple of hours with extreme levels of fear and confusion.  She has just stirred again seeking confirmation that we are married and enquiring what time I will be going to work.

I’m hoping that complimentary therapy of a different kind might ease things a little during this challenging phase of Maureen’s condition.  She often says she feels useless at the moment, so I’m taking every opportunity to thank her for all sorts of things: from her pleasant demeanor to how stunning she looks since she had her hair trimmed in Ashgrove.  Unfortunately, I have mislaid the reference for this approach and hope readers remind me of the author of this strategy to supporting someone with dementia.

One obvious activity today is to dig out our wedding video and photos.  It will be interesting what memories this might evoke for Maureen: it will certainly remind me of how stunning looked on our Special Day.   I’m pretty sure we have both got our outfits and wonder about a dress reminder of our Special Day – now that would really be a special kind of a distraction if the going gets tough today.  How on earth I shift her from looking for her mum and grandmother this morning is another matter!

Dementia: Memories Of The White House

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It was warm enough in Cleethorpes yesterday to remind us of the beautiful holidays we spent in Corfu.  The memories of those hot days scrambling over the rocks from Kalami to Agni Bay taking in the White House, pictured above, came flooding back.  This is the spot where Gerald Durrell wrote My Family and Other Animals.

It may have been the aroma of factor 30 sun tan lotion that brought back the nostalgia of those beautiful days in Corfu.  One year we had three separate fortnights in Kalami; each time as we landed on the island keeping our fingers crossed that we would be ‘allocated on arrival’ to our favourite spot.  We didn’t have much money in those days and took pot luck with telephone deals from Portland Holidays costing around £150 for a couple of weeks in the sun.

I’m hoping that the hot weather was the guilty party for Maureen’s challenging presentation yesterday when I just couldn’t keep her in the house.  We walked together ‘early doors’ and then I seemed to spend the rest of the day tracking her or waiting for her to return.  On one occasion it took over an hour to persuade her to come back home. after she had even declined an offer from Girl Wednesday of a lift in her car.    Then late afternoon, a kind neighbour drove her to our door after finding her on the way to Cleethorpes.  I am beginning to wonder if she was after a bottle of Ouzo or seeking the shade of the White House.

Our Key Worker is due at ten with some feedback on Maureen’s presentation while she was in Ashgrove.  It is unlikely that he will be able to tell me anything that would convince me to risk putting her into a Care Home when I meet Irving Kirsch and Tom Schuller, in London, towards the end of June.  I wouldn’t want to be wondering how Maureen was when I  was having dinner with two people who have been so important in my life:  Irving’s research helped me to escape from a lifetime on antidepressants;  Tom supported me at Warwick University with my own research for a Masters Degree.

In future Carers’ Respite has to stick to the decision of the Best Interest Meeting to the letter: ‘for Maureen to be cared for in her own home’.  That will be expensive and difficult to organise but  Maureen has paid a very high price for the alternative!

Dementia: No Gain Without Pain!

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The events of yesterday have left me wondering if I really had a Respite Break.  It was past midnight before we were able to get to bed after a horrendous day with Maureen in agony for much of the evening.  Rapid Response came to our rescue at 11 am and gave Maureen treatment that eventually brought an end to chronic constipation.  I have never witnessed or heard anyone in such pain until things started to move.

I’m hoping that our Care Agency has been able to respond to my request to recommence support a day earlier than planned.  Someone needs to be with Maureen as I begin the task of clearing up from yesterday.  The washing machine is already on and is in for a long shift today.

All the good work I did on my tired body last week has almost been undone with aches and pains widespread once again, the saving grace is Maureen is fast asleep as I type. This is another one of those occasions when there is no gain without pain.  As I begin what is likely to be another long day questions remain about how we handle future Respite Breaks.

We would have been in a bigger mess last night without the excellent support we received via Single Point of Access – my hotline to them gained us prompt access to hospital and community-based support.   Throughout our ordeal, we were always treated with dignity and respect by staff whose dementia awareness was first class.  Once again I’m extremely grateful for the quality of services that are available to us 24/7 to us in North East Lincolnshire.

On thing, I almost forgot – how fortunate the Second Great Escape was successful!

Dementia: Sundowning

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I often struggle with Maureen’s presentation during the late evening.  One possible explanation for her behaviour is ‘Sundowning’ and Tracey Maxfield directed me to this article yesterday after an exchange on Linkedin:  

This article is a publication of TogetherinThis.com and has been republished with their permission.”

Editor’s Note: The term “Sundowning” is sometimes used as a negative label which can be damaging to the care provided, and results in unjust stereotyping. This contributes to approaches to care that focus on weakness rather than strength, illness rather than wellness, and victims rather than whole persons. It’s important, as the author states, to look at any behaviors as a form of communication. This will help you discover, and hopefully, address the trigger that is negatively affecting your loved one. Learn More.


Contributing Writer:  Christy Turner, founder of Dementia Sherpa

Sundowning can be one of the scariest things you encounter as a dementia care partner. Everything seems to be going well, and then, seemingly out of the blue, your person goes into full meltdown mode.

What happened?

Depending on the time of day, it’s probably sundowning.

Sundowning refers to behaviors that occur late in the day; hence, the name. This can include any type of behavior. The common element is how difficult it is to “reach” your person, as they may seem inconsolable.

Keeping in mind that “behaviors” is just another word for “communication” can help make it a less scary experience.

Remember that for people living with dementia, it’s easier to understand our nonverbal cues and body language than our words, so do your best to stay calm throughout the experience.

Here’s what else to do:

1. Maintain visual supervision. Depending on the severity of the situation, you probably shouldn’t get inside their personal bubble. Safety is the first priority, so just do what you need to do to maintain that, without being intrusive.

2. Once sundowning has started, it’s very difficult to stop. If caught early enough, you can try distraction and redirection.

Understand that in order to fully stop it, you’ll need to be completely engaged with your person for the next few hours.

Using the television usually won’t work.


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3. Turn on all the lights and cut off other stimulation. This decreases confusion both about the time of day, as well as helps with visual hallucinations and visual-spatial impairments. Cutting off overstimulation (TV, radio, people talking) is one of the smartest, most effective things you can do.

4. Match your tone and pitch to your person’s. This isn’t to say yell back, but if they’re throwing out a heavy-metal kind of energy, you bringing a Lawrence Welk vibe is just going to irritate.

5. Whip out the lavender or geranium essential oils. Either of these in a diffuser can be super useful in promoting calm. Also consider spraying some on a shirt collar.

6. Burn off the energy. Any type of physical activity will be helpful in using up the sundowning energy.

7. If it’s safe, offer physical affection. Hugs make everyone feel better, but if that’s not possible offer your hand (palm up, a sign of submission) to hold.

8. Synchronize your breathing. If it’s safe to get close enough, synchronize your breathing. Once synced, work toward deep breaths and long exhales.

9. Please don’t be a jerk! This only happens unintentionally, but it’s still not cool. Think of a time when you were angrier and more frustrated than you’ve ever been in your life.

Now, think of your parent or partner telling you to “just calm down” or “relax” or assuring you that “you’re fine” and “there’s no need to be so upset.”

Helpful? Nope! You probably felt your blood pressure go up even more, right? Same goes for people living with dementia. We all like to be taken seriously and have our feelings validated.

10. Be a hero. Remember, as scary as this is for you, it’s even more terrifying for a person living with dementia.

They don’t know why this is happening, they can’t verbally express their thoughts and feelings, and they’ve lost the ability to self-soothe.

You make it okay for them by stepping into their reality and offering reassurance: “I’m here for you. I love you. I’m going to keep you safe.

I’m not going to let anything bad happen to you. I will always protect you.”


About the Author: Christy Turner is the founder of Dementia Sherpa. She’s helped over 1100 through the rough terrain that is dementia.you can visit her site and learn more about her and her great resources at DementiaSherpa.com.

Footnote:  I’m meeting with Maureen’s Key Worker in three hours.  He planned to visit her yesterday afternoon in Ashgrove Care Home and I’m really looking forward to hearing how she is doing.

Dementia: A Rude Awakening

Image result for A Rude Awakening Dementia PictureI had a rude awakening from yesterday afternoon’s siesta.  I rushed downstairs to find a neighbour at the door, with Maureen standing in her drive looking rather forlorn.  As we tried to entice Maureen back home she stormed off saying ‘of course Paul never does anything wrong’.  I trailed her as she walked around the block before eventually coaxing her home with the prospect of a cup of tea.

It was fascinating to watch Maureen on her chosen route around our neighbourhood. She stopped several times; occasionally venturing down neighbour’s drives before she neared our home.  We bumped into one or two friendly faces on our journey.  They are now familiar with Maureen looking for me and taking in the fresh air she constantly craves.

Yesterday’s rude awakening has left me in no doubt that tomorrow’s Respite Break is sorely needed.  I just hope that I can stay awake for long enough to make sure that Maureen gets to Ashgrove Residential Care Home in one piece.

I hope it warms up today as our central heating boiler has developed a fault.  A cold house with no hot water might just tip the balance between Maureen wanting to stay here tomorrow or go down the road into the warmth of  Ashgrove.  How strange it would be if it took a while to get the heating working again!

Vascular Dementia: ‘You Think You’ve Got It Then It Changes’

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As I drove Maureen around last night attempting to deal with her Sundowning I saw a second possible enemy: the full moon.  It then struck me that I was probably dealing with double trouble.

Music had created a very positive atmosphere for us both throughout the day and evening.  Our Night Sitter had an early morning baptism of sound before the end of her shift.  We were still going strong listening to UB 40 when Maureen’s Care Coordinator and a colleague arrived almost three hours later.

In the evening we moved to the dining room with Dr Hook on vinyl followed by Nat King Cole.  As the resident DJ either with YouTube or a record player at hand, I use music to tap into Maureen’s emotional memory of good times that we have shared and her teenage years putting records on the family radiogram.

As the evening light began to fade Maureen became restless and I suggested a trip into Cleethorpes.  Once I saw the full moon through the windscreen of our car  I wondered about the wisdom of my suggestion.  When we arrived back home Maureen went into her ‘I don’t live here’ routine and demanded to be taken home.  After a while, I tried to shift her perspective with another car journey and a ‘party piece’ that had worked on previous occasions.

I think Maureen went along with my ‘party piece’  thinking her ‘trickster’ was just up to another prank saying he had ‘just returned from work’.  It may have been the cold night air that led me to give her insufficient time to forget I had dropped her off a few minutes earlier.  However, it did give me a few minutes to escape from the vitriol of being an untrustworthy geezer who was always kidnapping women!

As a DJ I can always pick them: those tunes that will tap into positive periods of Maureen life:  When it comes to other aspects of her presentation it’s trial and error.   Sometimes my party pieces do the trick at others they add substance to her rhetoric that I’m mentally ill and up to no good.  However,  when the going gets really tough and nothing seems to have any impact I’m consoled by the words of Maureen’s Care Coordinator: ‘with vascular dementia you think you’ve got it then it changes’.

Postscript:

Maureen’s Care Coordinator often tells me ‘you are not a robot’.  With no disrespect to her I think I prefer a ‘machine’ analogy:

References linked to today’s post:  

David SheardFeelings

 Oliver SacksMusic Therapy

Brown University: the benefits of personalised music for residents with dementia in Nursing Homes