I was advised to let my husband go into a nursing home as the stress of caring for him at home was far too much for me and helpers to cope with. He had to be watched day and night as the dementia became worse. I finally agreed and my children chose a home as I was too ill. We thought he would probably only be there for a few months at most as physically he was very weak.
I visited often and was pleased how he had settled, he was even taken to the local pub for lunch with a couple of friends he had made and I was told he was doing really well.
The few months forecast turned into two and a half years and apart from a couple of concerns from me he was looked after until the end which came peacefully in his sleep with a loving carer by his side at 4.00 am.
When my daughter who is an undertaker arrived to collect him a couple of hours later he had been washed, shaved, dressed, hair brushed and looked so peaceful.
The carer who was with him at the end came to his funeral and was so distressed she told me it was like losing her dad she thought so much about him.
I am fiercely independant but I’m getting older and I suppose the day will come when I might have to consider going into a home but not just yet I hope.
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