Steve and I went to see Edna today and almost the first thing she said was that she didn't know how the hospital expected to cope on her own at home. So I pointed out that was why social services were arranging for extra carers to come in every day. Then she said that her breathing was bad - and of course eneded with the mantra 'I know its never going to get any better'
I think she has mixed feelings about going home - although she was adamant she wanted to go home becasue so many of the patients in the ward are the noisy tupe. And I do sympathize with her on that.But she isn't champing at the bit to get out - which makes life easier for me. However I am concerned that other health issues may prolongue her stay in hospital.
She is still sadly totally convinced that her old neighbour (Diana) WAS really her old friend Doris who for some reason had decided to change her name, I didn't try to find out what she thought the day and year were.
Every time I leave the ward I feel like bursting into tears.
Steve has been doing some reading up on Alzheimers and has seen some evidence that apple juice (2 glasses a day) can help prevent it. So he is now drinking apple juice. I've decided it won't do me any harm. Seeing his grandmother so disabled physically and mentally is making him think hard about his health. He is now thinking actively about ways to makle sure he stays healthy. I came to that conclusion weeks ago.
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