Wednesday, November 15, 2006

The Dementia Unit Vortex

So I stopped by mom's place to take her to her art class(which is free, by the way!) and I find out that there's an Anointing Service being held in the Chapel at the same time so I got mom prettified(a dress, brushed hair, earrings, lipstick, brows, clean face,new handkerchief) and off we went, only 20 minutes late just as the priest was coming by with the anointing grease for her forehead and palms. Saved! Just in the nick of time. Next, we had Mass, Mom took communion and off we went to get her hair washed and set. Mosey locked horns with the hair stylist yesterday(her usual day to get her hair done) so they let her take a pass. Apparently, when asked to come to get her hair done she said,(and I quote) "Ha! That's a funny one...now tell me another one!" It was either today or she'd have to go another week before she got her hair washed again. Unacceptable so the pressure was on. So, today, with much coaxing, she let Carol, the ball-busting hair stylist make her pretty. I helped get her hair washed and took the curlers out when her hair was dry and she seemed okay with that. Hopefully, mom will not resist getting her hair done next week. She keeps saying how much she loves her hair style and it looks great day after day as long as I brush out the flat spot in the back of her head. I've noticed that the flat, matted hair is a sure sign of a dementia patient and I can't tolerate it with Mosey. Absatively not!
I've also been checking her Medicine Charts to make sure she's on all the right stuff. Another family member tipped me off to the "Med Book" and it's great...I go straight to the source and get the info. I noticed a yellow highlighted section that listed mom as "Making inappropriate sexual advancements, both physical and verbal." She's up to her old tricks.
I'm trying to go see mom every other day because it is very mentally exhausting to be there much more than that. Time stops when I'm with Mom; it's what she quietly demands. Hopefully, some equilibrium will come out of this sooner or later, a delicate balancing act between mom and home and work.