The tour itself wasn’t so bad. I’d supervised a group of PSW students there several years ago so I’d been there. It was more for my mom.
But… it’s still different, more emotional, when you’re looking at it as a loved one’s final home. Despite knowing she’d be in excellent hands (and might be happier for a short time when she started engaging with those her own age and involves herself in activities), it’s still tough. You picture yourself visiting her there thereby spending more time there yourself. There’s also the knowledge that she’d be in the locked unit for dementia and, yes, this unit looks the same but what will it be like to visit her there? Can we still take her out of that unit to the cafe or are we stuck on the inside?
The last short while she hasn’t been too bad but it’s always right there, under the surface (of course). My other brother was over Sunday with the girls and she wasn’t upstairs for quite a while, then came up later in the afternoon. She had to ask my brother’s name and who the girls were. She seemed okay for a while before she started to falter again.
Her deafness doesn’t allow her to keep up with conversations either and if you mention it she says there’s nothing wrong with her hearing. We also figure that she’d forget to put her hearing aids in anyway if she did have them.
So, now I need to book a few more tours.
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