One of the problems with this situation is that the amount and type of help available varies so much across the country. It really is a postcode lottery.
Despite it being an incredibly common situation, we really felt we were reinventing the wheel when we were given 24 hours notice that Mum was to be discharged. We hadnt got a clue what to do because she couldnt get out of bed unaided, was virtually immobile, almost completely deaf and had zero strength. Mum was telling the hospital she could manage fine. In the end we had to refuse to have her sent home and a social worker was assigned.
We were incredibly lucky that the social worker arranged six weeks in an NHS rehabilitation hospital, where Mum wasnt allowed home until she could lift a kettle and make a cup of tea unaided. Even after that we had three weeks of carers visiting three times a day before we had to start paying for them. Just as things seemed to be settling the NHS carer team left and we had to put an entire new team in place, prompting huge protests from Mum who unsurprisingly would have much preferred the people she had grown to know and trust. The privately funded team would sometimes put her to bed at 5pm upstairs in a room with no TV and where she couldnt see to read, so yet again we had to intervene to change to a new agency. The whole system needs a vast overhaul.
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