My Story

Slipping Away

Written by kathryn

My mum is 83 years old and was diagnosed with dementia seven years ago. This came as no shock as it was quite obvious that all was not well. My dad decided to sell up and move closer to me and my husband, as his own health is deteriorating and mum was and still is very suspicious of dad.
The move took place six years ago and overall went better then expected. Mum is still living at home with dad and I go every morning and afternoon, seven days a week as they are both very depended on me. I liken my life to Ground Hog day.
Mum is at a stage where she refuses to leave the house,this is understandable as she has lost the ability to socialize it is quite overwhelming, she becomes frightened and agitated. We have worked around this problem taxi's been the solution to ferry dad to and from medical appointments, which there are many.
A carer comes in once a week to sit with mum for three hours, the carers are absolute gems so patient and kind, this allows dad some respite, a change of scenery.Mum was recently assessed by ACAT and this indicated mum was at the beginning of the last stage of dementia.
It's been a very long seven years full of trials and many errors,we still however manage to smile.
It's horrid, as you are all aware,watching someone close slipping away from you.It's been suggested that mum be placed in care, dad leaves that decision squarely on me. I have recently joined a dementia support group, my only regret in this journey is not joining the group years ago, I find it extremely helpful, enjoyable and I for one recommend it highly to all carers.

Regards Kathryn.