A Bad Start

There is not a lot to be said about yesterday. Margaret is still in a world quite divorced from reality and I am beginning to believe that this is her lot from now on.

This morning has started badly. Margaret woke while I was showering and I intercepted her going to the kitchen and told her I would bring her a cup of tea ASAP. After giving her her tea I started getting my breakfast – two slices of fruit toast and just as things were getting near to completion, orange juice poured, tea bag infusing and toast about to pop up Margaret reappeared. She said she was in pain. I dropped every thing and went and found two Osteo grade Paracetamol and poured a glass of water. Margaret had disappeared into the lounge so I called her back to take the tablets. She got annoyed with me, stalked back behind her wheely walker and grabbed my single tablet and started to take it. She got even more annoyed when I stopped her and she said it was hers. In time I got my tablet back, she took hers and stormed back to the bed room saying I was nasty.

After drinking my orange juice and taking my Celabrex for arthritis, spreading my, now cold, toast, putting milk in my stewed tea and having my breakfast I took Louis for his walk to cool down.

After my walk I gave Margaret her breakfast remembering to give her toast and peanut butter in lieu of the apricot jam which she has had for years and gave her her medications. Friday is a special medication day as she has a once a week tablet today. It has to be taken half a hour before or after food so I put it separate and told her to take it after 8.00am. Just now 7.30 am she wheeled in and asked when she was to take the tablet and I repeated that she was to take it after 8.00 am. She then said that was what she thought I had said but she had just taken it anyway. Note all her other tablets were in a a dispenser next to her breakfast plate and ready to take. The once a week one was on her chest of drawers and still in side its blister pack so she had to get out of bed and break open the blister pack to take the tablet. Oh well let's hope there in no reaction.

I just reminded her that S was going to take her to the shops sometime this morning so she should get ready and dressed by 10.00 am. She could have her morning tea while waiting and I could start sorting out her room, cleaning her en suite and changing her bed linen. She could go to the Mall with S and continue the search for trousers and have a light meal while out. She has just told me she is not going and I told her that she is, so at present she is very hostile towards me. she is back to saying tha she doesn't want me as a carer any more.

More later.

Later this morning Margaret settled down and by 9.45 am was getting ready to go out. She had some problems getting dressed and I had to help her get her bra on. As she finished S the Blue Care carer arrived and helped Margaret put on her trousers. As she did so Margaret told her that I had said that S wasn't coming today but she knew she was. Margaret appeared a little unsteady so S elected to take her to the mall where she could borrow a wheelchair. Supposedly Margaret was going to look for trousers.

While they were away I changed Margaret's bed linen and vacuumed her room and en suite. While cleaning up the bedroom I found the once a week tablet still in it's blister pack where I had put it. It hadn't been taken at all!!.

When they returned S said that Margaret had been very aggressive when shown trousers and bought herself two more tops instead. It appears that Margaret looked quite offensive and was clutching her fists at S. This is a new disturbing thing. Margaret now has four new tops this month but she still needs trousers. I showed Margaret the tablet and she popped it out of it's pack and ate it.

Now she is resting.