The thing is though isn't it what do you do? the goverment offer little to no help with older people. Well in my small experience of them. My uncle (My Mom's brother) has been a self suficent man all his adult life, owning and running 3 garages. He and his wife divorced back in the 60's when apparently it was "shameful" and my Nan never got over it apparently (I did not realise) but his ex wife kept their two children and they refused to speak to him - hence he hasn't seen them for over 20 years maybe more. He eventually remarried and then his wife became ill with various ailments and MS he ended up caring for her full time for 6 years until she died.
Therein started the trouble he was less able to get around, and seemed/was depressed his sisters (my two aunts) who lived localy within 5 minutes of him rallied round taking him shopping/bill paying, and taking his washing etc worked fine for a couple of years then my one Aunt May died suddenly start of last year of liver cancer, leaving my other aunt Betty (my Mom lives the other side of B'ham to him) and does not drive neither does my Dad (due to age) but I started taking her over and we spread the "help" between us. Then my Aunt Betty was diagnosed with a cancer - meaning she had to have chemo then a big op no further chemo still undergoing and now its spread to her bones
, her daughters did help with my Uncle but one dropped out of going because of his dog (a Yorkie) he does yap and has gone for her and my other cousin just said she wouldn't go any longer as he was shouting at her (no idea why) she is a nice woman also because of their Mom obviously taking their priorities.
Leaving my Mom and myself. Now with my Mom's health problems I sometimes go alone he lives an hour and half from me with no traffic, so thats 3 hours at least travelling at least once a week usually twice or three times, to do his shopping, his cleaning, his gardening, bring his washing back, pay his bills, make sure he has meals sorted, no problems, his doctors, barbers, chiropodists, on a Friday night I drive the hour and half there get him fish and chips, mushy peas from the chippy for his tea. He adores this Friday treat I spend 1/2hour there then drive back home 3 hour round trip for fish and chips
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Now he won't let anyone in, can't walk now without help, and now won't go in the ambulance car to the hospital so I have to arrnage those around my day off.
He also now says someone is listening in to his telephone conversations, and he won;t turn the TV on in case they (whoever they are) can see into the room through the telly. Whereas other days he is fine and dandy within his limits.
But he won't move to a home or sell and buy a bungalow making his own life easier with no stairs he is happy (course he is) muggins here is legging around like a nutter
but he is getting confused now calls me Margaret (my Moms name) or Betty. Tells me May hasnt been (course she hasn't she died last year) but tells me Betty brought so and so which is wrong it was me. Also he says Barbara (the other sister) phoned him (she died in 1971)
So what do you do? let him stay where he is for as long as he can and put your own life on semi hold? or put him in a home he would hate?
Karen