On Thursday night Margaret was showing more signs of her Pre-Christmas confusion returning. As there was not too much of interest on TV I played a DVD of an episode from Foyle's War. I had bought Margaret the complete set of all the series for Christmas and she was very happy with it. We have watched about 5 episodes over six weeks and we have both enjoyed them. Now she told me that she didn't like them and can't remember watching the other episodes. She went into her bedroom to watch a local commercial channel, WIN Television, but I don't think that she actually watched it.
Later Margaret wanted to go to sleep and for the first time since Christmas wanted me to help her and she settled about 10.00 pm giving Big Ted a cuddle.
I went to bed and read for a while before going to sleep. About 11.45 pm Louis, our personal alarm system, woke me by barking and running between my room and Margaret's. Margaret was in her bathroom in a horrible mess. She had not realized that she was pooing her pants and had not made it to the toilet in time. I helped her out of her soiled incontinence pants and nightie and helped her into the shower. While she washed her self I cleaned up the floor, disposed of the pants and put the nightie into soak. Margaret was very upset and took it out on me by saying that she hated the shower because I had replaced the glass door with a curtain which made her feel closed in. She wouldn't use the curtain thus flooding the bathroom floor and making it very slippery. I managed to get her out safely and dried her down in the bedroom she was still angry with me when I finally went back to bed some time after midnight. Louis had gone an hidden somewhere but rejoined me later in the night. The shower curtain was installed by Home Assist following advice from the OHS inspector that the glass door restricted access to the en suite bathroom when open thus making it difficult to rescue Margaret in a fall which was exactly the situation we were in in early December.
Friday morning I had to go for a fasting blood test to check that my Type 2 Diabetes is under control. I didn't walk Louis until after 8.00 am after getting my and Margaret's breakfasts. I told Margaret that she would need to be ready at 11.00 am to go for her blood test before we went out to lunch. I looked in at 10.00 am to see if she wanted morning tea, which she didn't, and reminded her about being ready by 11.00 am. At 11.00 am Margaret was sitting on her bed watching TV still in her nightie. She had forgotten the blood test. I helped her dress and put on some make up and we were out just before 11.30 am. It wasn't that important but the collectors go to lunch at 12.00 noon and I wanted to get the blood taken before we also went to lunch.
Lunch was at our normal, for the time being, place. It wasn't very good this week so we may change.
Margaret was still not able to concentrate on TV after dinner in spite of it being on of her favorites, Midsomer Murders, and disappeared to use her computer. After a while I found her in a very distressed state. She said that she had not been able to do anything with the computer and that she wanted to throw it away. I switched it off for her and helped her to bed where she had the TV on WIN again while she also tried to read her book. Her computer is Dell laptop just under 12 months old!
This morning, being Saturday, is my clean up day and while I was hanging out some washing I heard Margaret calling out for me. She had been cut short again. This is four times in about a week. I cleaned her and the bathroom up again and settled her down. I hope that this is just a passing phase but if not it will be just like babies nappies all over again except that we now use disposable ones!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment