I'm pretty brokenhearted right now. As I expected they removed his Aricept shortly after my last post (a couple months ago I think??). Things didn't quite go as my aunt (the one that wanted to remove the meds) expected. She thought he'd mentally decline so fast that they could put him in a home without him really knowing what was going on. That didn't happen. Instead, he physically declined which made it much harder to care for him.
Two days ago he got sick, as my grandma had been sick the week before. Seemed to be doing better yesterday, but my aunt called from the hospital (where she works) and said she was sending her son ( an ambulance driver) to come pick him up to spend a few days in hospital. I knew then, this was not good. She did, as I expected, she used the hospital as a way to get him out of the house and transition into a nursing home.
Now, I realize that when things get to a point you can no longer give someone the care they need, a nursing home is the option. But it was agreed upon months ago they'd put him in a facility for veterans (he's a WWII vet). Turns out there was a waiting list. So I found some places here where I live that specialize in alzheimers and dementia patients. My aunt advised this morning that she thought the best option was to put him in their local nursing home (even though it has an awful reputation and specializes in nothing). She talked my grandmother into it, and now my grandmother has agreed.
So now, not only did he have his medicine remove that allowed him to function even halfway normally and feel good, but he's being put in a nursing home with a bad reputation. I feel anger in my heart, and I don't know how to stop it.
My heart is breaking, and there's not a THING I can do about it.
) so that he can get in there. Yes, it will be much farther away, but I have an uncle there and other people I know that have loved ones there that say it is top of the line quality care and they truly respect their veterans. He deserves that.
So I think she's saying to use the local place as a transition, but I'm afraid that "transition" might mess up his opportunity to get in at the VA place. The place in my town that specializes in Alzheimers and Dementia has an opening, and I'm sitting here screaming "UHHHH HELLO!?!?!?!?!". I'm praying for an opening at the VA place, OR that they let him come home for a while until there is an opening. They said he couldn't even get up on his own now, but my mom told me that wasn't true, she said during the day (other than on the 2 days he was sick with flu) he gets up and uses his walker to get to the bathroom and back ON his own. The only thing he needs help with is he sometimes forgets where the bathroom is.
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