Last evening the assisted living facility called and asked if I could come visit with my mom. She wouldn't go to her room. She had her robe and nightgown packed in her walker and she was leaving. They thought that I could manage her. They gave her a snack to keep her occupied until I got there and it worked.
I asked her if we could go sit in her room and read the newspaper and talk. She was agreeable, so I visited with her awhile. I assured her that we were in her room, and asked her if she was ready to put on her nightgown.
Sure enough she was ready. She brushed her teeth, and I reminded her to 'potty' before she got in bed. It was then I noticed she has problems with her bladder and bowels. I hadn't realized that there was a continous problem. Earlier in the week we had noticed a problem with bladder control, but yesterday it was both. I cleaned her up, put her to bed and told her to stay there.
I mentioned Mom's problem to the caregiver as I left and she said that has been a problem the past couple of days. We checked her for a urinary tract infection, but she was fine. It seems that she has slipped a little further into the world of dementia. Drifting away from me more and more....
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