On Grandma I
Jun. 29th, 2010 11:51 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hkellickSo...
On top of a bad weekend struggling with the little boy's struggles to eat, I got a load of bad news on Sunday.
My Grandma I and I don't have a great relationship. At first, there was family politics involved, but over the last couple years, it's mostly been because of her personality. She's incredibly clingy, very nosy, and a huge blabbermouth. She doesn't have much to do with herself all day so she spends all days sharing the family news with anyone who will listen.
Her health has been poor for a while. She suffers from shortness of breath and lives in an assisted living environment where she lives alone, basically, in a small apartment and has a couple of assistants coming in once a day to help out.
But that's likely all over now.
Three weeks ago, the place where she stays had some air conditioning problems that meant her apartment wasn't air conditioned. So she went to live with dad and my stepmom for 10 days while the air conditioning got fixed. Dad watched as her short term memory suddenly got very very bad.
It's been bad for a while, mind. I'd tell her things one week, such as the fact that the boy is on Formula for good and she asks me again the next week whether K is breastfeeding or not. She DOES remember things, like that we're coming down in July, but always forgets when, so asks once a week.
Anyways, I call my dad Sunday and he was rushing over to Grandma I's apartment. She said the air conditioning was out. Well, he got there and the A/C was fine. She'd forgotten that the A/C was out three weeks ago and got confused. This led to.. I'm not sure of the details, but my dad realizing just how bad Grandma I's short term memory has gotten.
Now Dad's a wreck, and I can hardly blame him. I can't say I have alot of affection for Grandma I, but I'm unhappy as well. Dad's looking at his options, but likely, she'll end up in something like a nursing home. I worked for years in the kitchen of a nursing home and I've formed very definite opinions of them. Nursing Homes are the places where you send relatives to die. It's a place for people who you know aren't going to get better. And I'm unhappy about the idea of her ending up in one and unhappier still with the idea of us having to visit her at one.
So... that's the poop. I'm writing about it, as much to have it in my journal to look back at one day as to try to get it out of my system a little bit...
On top of a bad weekend struggling with the little boy's struggles to eat, I got a load of bad news on Sunday.
My Grandma I and I don't have a great relationship. At first, there was family politics involved, but over the last couple years, it's mostly been because of her personality. She's incredibly clingy, very nosy, and a huge blabbermouth. She doesn't have much to do with herself all day so she spends all days sharing the family news with anyone who will listen.
Her health has been poor for a while. She suffers from shortness of breath and lives in an assisted living environment where she lives alone, basically, in a small apartment and has a couple of assistants coming in once a day to help out.
But that's likely all over now.
Three weeks ago, the place where she stays had some air conditioning problems that meant her apartment wasn't air conditioned. So she went to live with dad and my stepmom for 10 days while the air conditioning got fixed. Dad watched as her short term memory suddenly got very very bad.
It's been bad for a while, mind. I'd tell her things one week, such as the fact that the boy is on Formula for good and she asks me again the next week whether K is breastfeeding or not. She DOES remember things, like that we're coming down in July, but always forgets when, so asks once a week.
Anyways, I call my dad Sunday and he was rushing over to Grandma I's apartment. She said the air conditioning was out. Well, he got there and the A/C was fine. She'd forgotten that the A/C was out three weeks ago and got confused. This led to.. I'm not sure of the details, but my dad realizing just how bad Grandma I's short term memory has gotten.
Now Dad's a wreck, and I can hardly blame him. I can't say I have alot of affection for Grandma I, but I'm unhappy as well. Dad's looking at his options, but likely, she'll end up in something like a nursing home. I worked for years in the kitchen of a nursing home and I've formed very definite opinions of them. Nursing Homes are the places where you send relatives to die. It's a place for people who you know aren't going to get better. And I'm unhappy about the idea of her ending up in one and unhappier still with the idea of us having to visit her at one.
So... that's the poop. I'm writing about it, as much to have it in my journal to look back at one day as to try to get it out of my system a little bit...
