So, I prepared a few things to take with me on my visit to Mum this afternoon. The jewellery cleaner equipment, the slippers I had repaired, a box of chocolates and some flowers.
I had taken a phone call yesterday to ask if I could collect Mum’s rings. One of them had fallen from her finger. She hasn’t been eating or drinking very much for the past five weeks, and she has got thinner and thinner. “No worries,” I said, cheerfully, “I am planning on a visit on Thursday afternoon anyway, so I’ll sort it out then. Have you got the ring in an envelope?” Er….. no. They had put it back on her finger and she was still wearing it.
My plan was to encourage her to remove her rings to clean them and then suggest I look after them at home for safe-keeping. Normally, she will not take them off.
When I arrived at the Care Home, the Manager greeted me with relief. Mum wasn’t well, and could I take all the rings from her wedding finger, please? They had found them all in the bed this morning. “Is she aware she’s not wearing them? Is she upset by them having come off?” I wondered. The answer was ‘no’. No encouragement or coercion needed then, in removing the rings.
So I have brought them home. I’ll give ’em a good polish here instead!
As the Manager had said, Mum really wasn’t well. She didn’t recognise me, I don’t think, and she certainly wasn’t interested in anything at all – not even the flowers which normally take her eye. She didn’t talk to me either and spent most of the time I was with her chatting gobbledegook to her Teddy, or generally fretting about the ache in her lower back. I presume she felt uncomfortable due to the fact that she’s more or less skin and bone now.
The Care Home had tried to get the GP to visit but nothing doing. One of the carers told me they would try again but would call 111 to get advice. This evening I took a phone call from the paramedics. Apparently, Mum had deteriorated since my visit and so the Care Home had called an ambulance.
Mum is on her way to hospital but I don’t know which one yet. I am awaiting further information…..could be three in morning before I find out, couldn’t it?
Take care everyone. God bless.
Good luck with the endoscopy, they’re not too bad I have to have one every 6 months but I always have sedation. Also sending love to auntie Hazel
Thanks Sue – lovely to hear from you! And crikey, I would be wanting one of those horrible procedures every six months! Yikes! Once was enough!! And I will pass on your love to MUM, but she is coming to the end now, I think. Sending love to you and yours.
Sorry to hear your mum is having a rough time and is clearly not well. 😌
Hope your endoscopy goes smoothly.
Life is one long round of hospital trips again – grim 😐
You are all in my prayers xxx
Thanks Dawn. Your good wishes and prayers are always gratefully received. And yes, hospital visits? I really wouldn’t know what to do with myself if we didn’t have those in our lives……🤣🤣🤣