I'm not 87 am i?

That was the question Edna asked me today when I commneted that at 87 it wasn't too suprirsing she was showing sighns of old age (the symptom troubling her was a bit of dribbling). She didn't really beleive it was 2009 - even when I showed her as catalogue she had on her table was for 2008/09. She admitted she couldn't think of a reason why I would make anything like that up, but still didn't beleive me.

Then she wanted to know if I could take her to Lloyds next week when I wasn't working. I suggested that the ward wouldn't let me take her out . We them got into a very difficult discussiona about her feeling like a prisoner.

She was not at all good today.


I have come to the conclusion that whatever care package is put in place, it is almost bound to fail unless it includes close supervison of her medication. But I accept that car cannot be forced on her. I also accept that failure of the package may be the only thing that forces both Edna and social services to realise what the true situation is.

I just hope the failure isn;'t as catastrophic as when my Mothers care package failed and she spent all night lying on the floor next to her bed with a cut in her head unablew to call for help. And Mum didn't have dementia!!