johanna, nelliedeane, nanachrissy, thank you!
i haven't done anything, i don't deserve a medal!
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brother and dad went to ageUK today and dad feels 100% better tonight. he thinks his house might be safe, at least for a little while. and he told me 'we have to see a social worker!' which means he's willing to accept an assessment - brilliant! brother has all the leaflets and will pass them to me when he's read them in detail.
nelliedeane, mum has a good geriatric (sp?) psychiatrist who messed with her drugs about fifteen years ago when he arrived - got her off sodium amytal and valium and onto an array of other things. but she was in a semi-comatose state with drugs for eleven years. then, she od'd on the lithium (because i refused to go to see her - at the time of the estrangement) and ended up in the icu. there, she had to go cold turkey. she was immobile, couldn't speak and babbled for days. but on the day she 'woke up', they didn't know what had hit them! she was back to being the mum i remember from my early childhood. so intelligent, articulate, so funny. her syntax left us breathless! my daughter visited mum with me that day, and i am so glad she got to see her grandma without drugs, just once. then a nurse annoyed my mum, and mum destroyed her with a few sentences. another nurse came to tell off my mum - who promptly got out of bed and followed her up the ward! this is the woman they had thought paralysed the day before. they sent her home.
they sent her home with more drugs. she couldn't wake up. she couldn't think of even a three letter word at scrabble. she kept falling, and as dad couldn't lift her, they had to call the ambulance several times, usually in the middle of the night, so the paramedics could get her back into bed. mum and dad got some equipment - a side for the bed, a chair that tips foward to help her get up (which she won't use), frames around the lavatory. and i think that was when two people came weekly to take her out to lunch.
dad couldn't go on like that. he asked the psychiatrist to reduce the medication. he wasn't willing. in desperation dad took the decision and cut the meds back. mum could walk (a bit with a frame - by then, she'd got to enjoy the wheelchair), talk and play scrabble again. that would be about five and a half years ago. until the last few weeks, they have managed. i've kept an eye on them and brother has been visiting more regularly for about a month. the psychiatrist isn't happy but they do send nurses to take her blood samples as she can't go to the lithium clinic any more.
dad is willing to let my brother take charge of things, and i'm going to let him. i'll do what i can to support. i'll continue to update, though, because your support means a lot to me.
thank you again. xxx