Hi all. I've finally had to admit defeat and ask for help. Last Monday morning first phone call was made to the OT only to be told our OT had moved to France three months previous. They had assigned us a new one, she would ring me back and arrange a visit.... My goodness she phoned back ten minutes later and would come out in the afternoon. Since then its been bedlam. Had deliveries of all sorts of equipment. a different person everyday. Today is the first time we've been left on our own with no appointments. They don't know how I've been able to manage this long without help.
Its all been a total shock to our system. I wont say routine, as we haven't had one in months.
Hospital bed arrived two days after her visit. Taking apart our lovely pine bed was exhausting, thank the Lord for power screwdrivers. Re-arranging the bedroom was no small task either.
To be honest I didn't think the bed would of made so much difference. Bedtime and mornings are so much easier. when the ceiling hoists are fitted I would imagine it will be a doddle to what it has been.
We've also received a hoist on wheels (that is fondly known as the stork) That is in use everyday, when he's in the sling he looks like a new born baby being delivered.
A commode that wheels over the toilet. Now that is a godsend.
Barry is no longer able to walk, feed, shave, shower, wash, dress or toilet himself. I've managed alone for a few years now. But its the unable to walk that has finally broke this camels back. He will try everyday to walk, then falls. Its the falling over that has done it. I'm now unable to get him up without the storks help.
Adult social worker came, she was trying to get me to have him admitted for respite. I don't think I'm down that particular road yet. I do know Barry isn't. Anyway we have to have two carers every morning and night..... I'm dreading it never mind my poor darling
That's all for now
Deb xx