Tuesday, 24 June 2008

Central Heating - in June !


It was a bit chilly this morning. Especially at 8am when Chickpea really REALLY had to wake poor DJ up……

Can you believe it – his first really decent sleep for about 5 weeks (from about 7pm – 2am, then from when he settled about 2.30am, and he was still sleeping soundly at 8am ! What bliss ! What a most wonderful gift to TH and ChickPea ! What a most generous answer to prayers – Thank You Kenny and Others…..) – and then he had to be woken up because the District Nurse was coming round early to repeat his blood test, and a ‘sitter’ was due at 8.30am because ChickPea (FINALLY – after near on 2 years, and repeated asking) had the chance of a training session about how to look after someone with Dementia…(!)……

I confess, ChickPea would dearly liked to have let him sleep longer………and should have got him up at 7.30am……….. but it was a bit chilly.

Yesterday and the day before were so gloriously warm and sunny, ChickPea was out in the garden in her equivalent of ‘shirtsleeves’. Domino Joe (DJ), meantime, was adamantly cuddled up in his jumper and fleece, determinedly staying in the conservatory, absolutely convinced ChickPea would be catching cold……..

So this morning he had the heating on for getting up from his bed. Ha ! - couldn’t you just do with a full time carer too !

Monday, 23 June 2008

Monday again........

Ahhhhhhhhhhh…….. THAT’s better !

Now – what is ChicKPea talking about ?

Is it that DJ slept better last night ? – He DID, as it happens – right thru from about 12.30mn until he was heard coughing at 6.30am…….. and then he tried to get himself up, so had to be lifted up off the floor at 7am….. But – see what a difference those 5 hrs’ sleep made for ChickPea – you’d not recognize her today after that grouchy thing you’ve been meeting over these last few days……. !

Is it that DJ kept his clothes on last night, so that Disseminated Trouble Was Averted ? – Well, it could well be, because he did and it was. But there is something else too…….

There was something ChickPea didn’t tell you last Monday, because it was much much too mortifying….. especially as she thought for most of the day that it was a really GOOD day, and we cooked up a fine Risotto if you recall……

But last week she actually had 2 appointments on the Monday morning……. Carefully organized to synchronize. Firstly at the doc’s for a (fasting!) blood sample (aye – skyhigh cholesterol runs in her genes, and trying to curb the dietary intake isnae working, nor wiz the previous type of statin tried….). Then away jus’ roun’ the corner to the hairdressers……. Had she remembered on Sunday night and been fasting she jus’ might have remembered and it would have been ok….. as it was, there was no recall at all until mid-afternoon, when she checked her diary about the arrangements she thought were for Friday ………..

Ooooops.

I blame the tiredness, myself. I think, had she been getting enough sleep and been on the same planet as the rest of us, and somewhere near sanity of mind, the appointments would have been attended. Hey ho.

So………What is the answer ?

The Answer Is – she got her hair done at last ! (Similar feeling of achievement as mowing the lawn…….. not that her hair is green, or anything……)

Saturday, 21 June 2008

Sleeper's aWake


Well. Today was interesting.

I’ve said recently that DJ does not appear well. A blood sample has been taken for analysis – this should be available (to the GP) on Monday. DJ is booked to go into Respite for a week from Wednesday. This allows not a lot of time to implement any medication changes and see if they are working before he goes away. But that’s another story.

Today ChickPea just couldn’t keep DJ awake. Even tho it was gone midday when he finally did get up. His not wakefulness affected moving, eating, drinking – EVERYTHING. He was drooling all the time. He looked awful. There was the thought that maybe we should get another GP review – his hands and feet are so swollen – but we got NOWHERE helpful last time. There was certainly the thought that maybe we are getting close To Something Terminal Happening. In which case trying to insist he be awake seemed somewhat inappropriate. .....

So we accepted a slightly lower than ideal fluid intake. And when he was begging to get to his bed (“How about distraction ?” you say – well – just YOU try distracting a very determined and extremely deaf 95 yr old who really won’t listen, and despite short term memory problems (!) will stick avidly to his agenda of getting to bed NOW…….), so we let him get to his bed about 5.45pm…….. After all - Would he see morning…….?

Will he, heck ! I hae me doubts….. but not from Natural Causes……….

Wide awake at 8pm – more awake than for the last 3 days – and on the floor again, of course. So now he’s in the lounge with us, in the wheelchair (I really don’t trust his walking tonight), and he’s been up again for nearly 2 hrs, and all he’ll do is fiddle with this….and that……and try to take his clothes off again………

I’ll stop the blog and get him a warm milk drink, and try the impossible likelihood of him settling back in his bed…….. Nite Nite. Sleep well…….

The Way It Is Going........


Not good. Not at all good. Unless a miracle happens to reverse current trends, it is increasingly looking as if DJ will need to be in permanent residential Care over the next few weeks (maybe days) rather than the months that ChickPea had been anticipating.

At midnight last night, again at 6am and again at 8am DJ had to be picked up off the floor of his bedroom. No evidence of specific injury, but certainly increasingly bruised. Wasn’t really managing to stand, let alone walk. Maybe that will have improved by the time he wakens. He was wanting to get up at 9.30am, sat up, took some fruit juice, then wanted to lie down again……. so having replaced his pyjamas, ChickPea made it so……..it is now 12.30md, and he’s still sleeping………

Dementia, of whatever type/cause, is a horrible thing. The Professionals used to persuade us to get DJ up in this situation, and not let him sleep on. On the basis that he would be less likely to sleep the next night. We trusted and believed The Professionals. So we did. And DJ got more and more tired, more and more anxious and fretful, more and more unsettled at night. It all got so desperately distressing for DJ, TH and ChickPea that we stopped, reassessed. And decided to Trust our Own Instincts. And let DJ stay in bed late (sometimes – ‘outside arrangements’ mean he sometimes has to get up at 8am – sometimes 7am). But Lo ! The Situation Improved (for a while). So now I Say To Others – Trust Yourself !

Sadly, as TH pointed out, caring for Someone With Dementia is an uphill learning curve. You just get to managing to cope with The Requirements…. And These Change. So you cannae cope so well until you’ve struggled a bit with the New Requirements….. and then you get to cope again…..but then All Changes Again……… Struggle Again……. Cope Again…….. Changes Again…..

That’s what it’s like for us. What the heck is it like for DJ ? He never was a great one for communicating or sharing his experience, and the dementia is steadily – and increasingly quickly – eroding his ability to think, to relate to himself, to relate to us. His speech has been deteriorating this last week. Saliva escapes more and more of the time. Balance, stance and movement are disappearing almost as we watch.

Nothing can prepare the Nearest And Dearest for that. But for us, none even tried. Just this week I found the ‘Seven Point Scale’ of Dementia, on the excellent Altzheimer Socy website (I’ll try and tag it on the blog, but I’m not good at these things yet…). Perhaps I should have been more proactive and spent more time researching these things for myself. But I was (attempting) caring for DJ…… but NOW we know that his condition ticks all the boxes for ‘Stage 6’ and several of ‘Stage 7’……… there is no ‘Stage 8’ on this earth. So why – WHY – when I have asked The Professionals to give us some clue about his level of dementia, have they just shrugged and said, “Well, you know it is difficult…” HA ! you don’t say. And how many big bucks are they being paid, and just why should the relatives be expected to jump thru’ technical hoops to access the official case record notes to find out what any decent Professional (I speak as a Professional) should expect to deliver to Relevant Others as a basic factor of Good Professional Practice….. ?

The GP seemed somewhat unmoved and unconcerned when she was in 2 days ago. Didn’t want to know how – if – we are coping. After all, he is 95. But so what ? I’ve known 98 year olds with a good quality of life. Age of itself shouldn’t be justification for poor quality of life – or poor care. I am very concerned that maybe - just maybe - Things Could Be Better for a wee while with a little tweaking of the medications. GP wouldn’t consider that without a blood test….. so the District Nurse would have to come in to do that another day…… How come the GP, who was here, couldn’t/wouldn’t just do it there and then and it’d be in process ? Oh no. (But surely that costs the system even more, getting someone else all the way along to the house to spend another 5 mins getting a blood sample, as well as at least another 24 hrs before the results will be available ?).
Sorry. ChickPea worked in Acute Areas of the NHS for well over 20yrs and knows how the system wastes money by such illogical behaviours – and care of the patient is compromised by so many stupidities of The System. If The Professional concerned will think outside of their box and push the system, you find it is made of stretchy stuff that WILL actually accommodate better – even best – care for the individual. But The Professional has to work much much harder to achieve that result now compared to 20 yrs ago……. And now we have a new generation of Professionals, who perhaps have never actually seen ‘best’ care to even know that it can be possible…..
Anyway, the blood sample eventually got taken yesterday. 24hrs was probably within ‘targets’…….

Sorry. This has been A Rant. Sadly, a Very Necessary Rant. I’ll try to do better next time…….

Friday, 20 June 2008

And it's FRIDAY

Good morning ! Sunshine creeping between the grey clouds and 3 comments have been posted – this will be a good day…….. despite DJ needing a shower at midnight last night, and then awakening ChickPea at 3.43am, 4.15am and 7am……

Mr Mutt is out in the sun already, watching the ‘baby blues’ on the peanut feeder and the ‘baby greats’ on the seed feeder. Now a week on from fledging, they are all flying without hesitation and busy with the business of staying alive. Maybe Mr Mutt’s presence will help – he’ll maybe deter the Fluffy Black Marauder Mog that likes to lurk in the flower (weeds !) border and reduce the Feathered Friends’ population…… Not sure if he’ll also deter the sparrowhawk…….. but I hope so.

The kitchen is too quiet. The recycling is lounging in heaps rather than waiting outside in a bright yellow sack for collection. The washing is festering in a pile from last night rather than billowing in the wind. The washingup hasn’t. Mr Mutt is dreaming longingly for his walk.

ChickPea is flagging. So is TH, with another working day of being essentially the only one – yet again - to handle the whole team’s workload.
We usually look forward to the weekend, but with DJ’s recent poor health and poor sleeping, the weekend promises little respite. The GP was out to see him yesterday, but was fairly dismissive – well, he’s 95 after all. Happy Birthday DJ.

Wednesday, 18 June 2008

ChickPea's current A-Z


Still very very tired….. DJ continues to be too unsettled between 12MN and 8am to allow much possibility of sleep for either TH or ChickPea. So we are Finding Life’s Challenges A Little Difficult just now.

To focus, I thought about my ‘A-Z of today’ – what’s yours ?

Animals
Blogging
CatsnChooks
Dog
Emails
Faith - and Friends
God - and Garden
Hubby
Interactions
Jelly (especially good if you put fresh fruits into it !)
Keeping Smiling
Laughter
Making scones
Not doing the washingup
Odd moments of Insight
Painting the fence (this is taking a while)
Quire (ancient spelling of ‘choir’ - ok – I cheated )
Recording for the BBC (! – didn’t expect that, now did you !)
SUNSHINE (now there’s a surprise, eh !)
Taking Mutt a walk
Ultimate luxury of a bath
Violets in the front garden
Wearing Wellies (one of Life’s Little Luxuries On A Wet Day)
Xcitement of finding a comment on the blog (yes – it has happened)
Yummy icecream on a hot day
Zzzzzzzzzzzzing ……….. (I believe in hope….)

Monday, 16 June 2008

Monday Menu : ChickPea Risotto.......

Monday morning. DJ has just been taken away for the day – so I shall take a few minutes for personal therapy before tackling the day’s chores. TH is working late tonight, so there may be more time later on – we shall see.

Risotto – lots of bits and pieces, plenty for a meal. No recipe, just chuck it all in and stir well……..

Q. Did the car trip work and stop DJ fretting about a bus ?
A. Thank you for asking. Not really – no, that’s not quite honest – partially.
It had the effect of quietening the endlessly repetitive phrases for about an hour. It was also fairly therapeutic for me, in that I don’t drive so much these days as I used to, and there are turnings we go past that I fancy exploring. So as I had the car, This Was An Opportunity. We live in a major city – well, kinda suburbs of – but can be out past fields within 5 mins. (Apologies to The Environment – too many car fumes - not so therapeutic on that score, but, I am afraid, this was a Necessary And Lifesaving Manoeuvre ……). After about an hour, when ChickPea was beginning to count her chickens (figuratively speaking), DJ shot them down. From apparently settled, silent state, came : “Am I going to be able to catch the bus then ?” (NO)……. “Have I missed the bus ?” (YES) ……..”I need to get the bus” (WHY’S THAT THEN ?) “I don’t know”……. (THIS IS THE BUS – YOU ARE ON THE BUS)….. “But where do I catch the bus ?”…….
Then the seatbelt was off – Thank God for the childlock.
We got home after about 2 hours’ driving around fabulous countryside. DJ was being fairly quiet again – clutching onto the seat in front (honest – my driving really isn’t that bad…) – hmmmn - not exactly relaxed…... but ‘Aha’ thought ChickPea – ‘Situation Sorted’. .....
“When will I get the bus ?” sez DJ………

Q. Anything to Give Thanks For Today ?
A. Oh yes – thank you for reminding me - sleeping has been improving a little. DJ essentially slept thru (bar some shouting) from about 10pm until 7am yesterday and again last night. ChickPea’s problem now is that the Sleepometer – which was coping remarkably well in the middle of this last fortnight of Grossly Disrupted Sleep - now reckons it can give up coping, has plummeted to below ‘empty’ and is taking a bit of catching up…. And I do believe there’s Sunshine creeping thru the clouds out there.

Q. How was the w/e ?
A. Mixed. Saturday was fairly non-stop, trying to eliminate the pile of Essential Washing, accomplish Essential Chores, and keep DJ clothed. (This has been A Recent Feature – ‘sitting quietly’ – but removing bits of clothing – one afternoon last week, DJ was quiet in his room while ChickPea answered a phonecall, and next thing, there was DJ, not a stitch on, staggering through the house without his zimmer – ‘WHY ?’ – “I don’t know” sez DJ….) Saturday evening had A Bad Moment. I hate stepping in poo. Before Mr Mutt joined us, both TH and I were most indignant when ShoePoo happened. Since Mr Mutt joined us we are probably even more appalled when this happens, as responsible dogpersons do not allow this possibility to occur. But this was in DJ’s room. And Mr Mutt does not venture in there, nor does Ms Mog. That Bad Moment was NOT something I could share with TH, because he has to live here.
Sunday am and DG was with DJ for the service, enabling almost Full Participation for ChickPea – which was Good. A big, fabulous service with orchestra and Haydn’s Little Organ Mass. PK was back. DG, DA and DI were their usual lovely, kind, considerate, supportive selves. Lunch out is always good (especially re. No Cooking, No Washingup…) – we’ll overlook DJ being Increasingly Unpredictable In Public……. TH was then out with the cameras to cover an event loosely related to work, so Mr Mutt, The Wheelchair and I took DJ out into the park – where he fell asleep for a while. Necessary Clearing Up was then attempted as J was in from The Altzheimer’s Assocn to keep DJ company for the evening, allowing ChickPea a few blessed hours off for real Full Participation in a demanding sing but good evensong and post-sing-lubrication.

Guess that’ll do. My cooking skills are fairly rudimentary, I’m afraid. Hope taste was reasonable, not too chewy, probably about 2 out of 10 for presentation……. at least it wasn’t burnt…………