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My grandfather is more or less adjusting, though it's hard going back to my mother's and walking by his now empty room. No need to overboil the vegetables for his lack of teeth, get pissed when his walker blocks the fridge or roll your eyes when he starts up a cursing storm and bangs the pots and pans.
Yeah, I actually do miss that stuff when I'm there. One of the hardest things is the empty space at the dining room table.
He's going up and down emotionally at the home, but is being very strong emotionally. What bothers me is that I know unless we come frequently he's going to have nothing to do. No one else in his ward/section/whatever has the mental capacity he has, it's sad because as objective as I can be, he does NOT belong there. He's there because my mother can no longer take care of him and no one else can either.
Most of the other residents are harmless. There's dragon lady, a complete emotional screaming nutso around other people. Just insane. I'm surprised she's not in the Alzheimer's section or something.
His roommate has been there for 13 years, since he was 70. That's sad. My grandfather was fortunate enough to avoid it until 89 years of age.
Most of the women are ambulatory, but suffering from various forms of mental illness, while the majority of the men are either comatose or mentally sound, suffering mainly from physical impairments and incontinence. I wonder why there's this difference. Statistical anomaly, regional make-up? Enh, go figure. My grandfather is mostly ambulatory, using a walker for the majority of his travels.
He finally got his TV and phone set up today, which is good. The less time we have to spend avoiding dragon lady's glare, the better. I've been there every day since he's gone in, I don't know when I'll take a day off of going. I refuse to let him become like nearly everyone else in there, no visitors, left to waste away starting at nothing. Ugh.
Yeah, I actually do miss that stuff when I'm there. One of the hardest things is the empty space at the dining room table.
He's going up and down emotionally at the home, but is being very strong emotionally. What bothers me is that I know unless we come frequently he's going to have nothing to do. No one else in his ward/section/whatever has the mental capacity he has, it's sad because as objective as I can be, he does NOT belong there. He's there because my mother can no longer take care of him and no one else can either.
Most of the other residents are harmless. There's dragon lady, a complete emotional screaming nutso around other people. Just insane. I'm surprised she's not in the Alzheimer's section or something.
His roommate has been there for 13 years, since he was 70. That's sad. My grandfather was fortunate enough to avoid it until 89 years of age.
Most of the women are ambulatory, but suffering from various forms of mental illness, while the majority of the men are either comatose or mentally sound, suffering mainly from physical impairments and incontinence. I wonder why there's this difference. Statistical anomaly, regional make-up? Enh, go figure. My grandfather is mostly ambulatory, using a walker for the majority of his travels.
He finally got his TV and phone set up today, which is good. The less time we have to spend avoiding dragon lady's glare, the better. I've been there every day since he's gone in, I don't know when I'll take a day off of going. I refuse to let him become like nearly everyone else in there, no visitors, left to waste away starting at nothing. Ugh.