Well, it's been a while since my last post but events of today have left me speechless!
Today , as is normal for a Tuesday he goes to exercise class. This is one of his regular activities to keep him interacting with others and most importantly to give my mum a rest. I received a phone call from my mum, panicking, to say the exercise class had rung to say he was unwell and needed collecting urgently. Luckily I was working from home so I was local.
I arrived to be told by the people attending how ill he was, oh he is not himself, he is not right. He looked one of the healthiest there.
I got to him and he was distant ,but fine, even had a chat and asked why I was there.
When will people realise that an 85 year old stroke victim with severe dementia will have vacant days when they wobble on their feet. On the way home he asked why he went to the class as the young woman does not know what she is doing, she's new he kept saying.
Thanks to that overreaction, I had to return a very confused man home to a distraught wife.
One very annoyed daughter!
