Mom is settling into her new room in the geriatric psych unit. It is a nice setting, doesn't look too institutional and the staff seems good. Hopefully they will get her meds straightened out and figure out what is causing some of her behaviors. It went easier than I thought it would. But she was angry and upset when I left. My Mom the fighter was ready to leave with me. And I wanted to take her. But I know this is what is best for her. We need to get to the bottom of this and make sure that she receives the best care. We love our Mom and want the best for her.
I'm touring a new memory care facility this afternoon that seems like it might be a better fit for us. Cross your fingers and send your prayers our way.
Thank you my blogger friends, I wouldn't be able to do this without your love and support and the love and support of my family. You all mean the world to me my friends.
Oh...I slept through the night last night! Woo hoo!
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6 comments:
I'm so glad you got some sleep. I've been thinking of you all day, I'm glad you posted.
You take such good care of your mom, don't forget that.
I'm so glad that it didn't go as badly as you thought it might. I know it was hard for you to leave her there. Sometimes doing the right thing is not doing the easy thing.
I hope this place you are looking at now works out for you.
peace to you and mom.
with love,
rick
Woo hoo indeed! One day I hope to write the same. Sniffle.
I'm glad to hear that you were able to get some sleep. Thinking of you and hoping things work out for you BOTH real soon!
Sending hugs your way, Robyn.
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