Sometimes there are no choices. Mom is sick and unable to look after Dad much less herself. I've spent the weekend here, trying to look after both. Dad fell in the bathroom as he's convinced he's capable of doing everything on his own. We found him in the bathtub, fallen in. No major damage, just confirming what we already know. Later, we found him out of bed, trying to walk to the bathroom. He was shaking under his own weight. He wouldn't be able to get there.
Mom has tried. It's been six months with him home and he's not getting better mentally. He doesn't remember how to unbuckle his wheelchair belt although he's done it at least 100 times. He thinks he can eat anything, not realizing that he'll choke if he eats that orange.
I'll start looking for a nursing home again. We went through this last year, so I have an idea of what to expect. It's not pretty, but I think it's for the best.
Mom has tried. It's been six months with him home and he's not getting better mentally. He doesn't remember how to unbuckle his wheelchair belt although he's done it at least 100 times. He thinks he can eat anything, not realizing that he'll choke if he eats that orange.
I'll start looking for a nursing home again. We went through this last year, so I have an idea of what to expect. It's not pretty, but I think it's for the best.
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