My mom was a little more alert when my dad and I arrived a few hours ago. She was in bed. Her upper body was raised.
Expectations are different now. My mom is not the same person she was last year. Alzheimer’s takes a toll. Adding an infection to that made it worse.
As much as we try to be involved we are often in the dark. Care is chopped into little pieces each administered by a different professional. If there is one person who knows everything we haven’t meet her!
My mom is being discharged this afternoon. She is not ready to go home. She will be transported to a rehab facility nearby with the hope she can be strengthened and trained to assist in her own care.
She doesn’t have to do much. Standing is a goal. After rehab she’ll return home, but with assistance.
This is as much a strain on my father as my mom. He has dedicated himself to her, but it’s taking a toll. Home aides will allow him to leave the house from time-to-time. Right now he is isolated.
My plan is to return to Connecticut tomorrow and work Thursday. When my mom returns home my sister will come down to help.
Over the past few days many of you have sent regards and advice. I have been overwhelmed, but have read every one. Though I haven’t been able to personally respond I have taken advantage of your guidance. It’s been very helpful. My family thanks you for your help and sympathy.
This journey isn’t finished. My mom will have to buy in to the rehab which will be difficult and physically taxing to a woman who is now physically weak.
Every day my mom is asked what day it is and where she is. I’m not sure I could answer those questions today.