My mother is still in the psychiatric hospital, and it's not going well. She went in, a week ago, walking and talking coherently, with some paranoia, and a lot of anger (hitting me and one of her caregivers). As of yesterday, she was unable to walk or stand unassisted, she was catheterized, and constantly hallucinating. I am no longer being patient with the business of how (as I have been told by the staff) she is supposedly "getting used to her medication changes." My mother's private care manager and I decided yesterday to give them 24 hours to get her back on track, or we are transferring her to another hospital. This has been awful. Mother is aware of the fact that she is not doing well at all, she knows she has gotten worse since she went in to this hospital, and she is scared. Oddly, she doesn't seem angry right now... I am doing that part, for her...
And this damn new hurricane is arriving to pound our Gulf Coast again, I am so sad, so worried about what will happen in that whole area. So much impending suffering, for so many people and animals, for the very culture of a wonderful part of our country. It is very painful to watch it arriving in a slow-motion fashion... much like watching a beloved person, entering or engaged in the process of dying.
A Death in the Community
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"Our autobiography is written in our contact sheets, and our opinion of the world in our selects." —Bill Pierce "Photographers" make up a far-flung community...
5 hours ago
2 comments:
What hard times for you. I hope the hurricane's effects are not as bad as have been feared, and that something better can be sorted out for your mother. It sounds like a very good thing that you got this private care manager involved, who must, however knowledgeable you are yourself, have a wider knowledge of other people's experiences and different care facilities.
I'm hoping things have gotten better for your mom, and you.
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