Mother was taken by ambulance to the hospital this afternoon. I don’t understand how these nursing homes work–they waited until I got over there this afternoon to tell me they really thought she needed to go. What’s the matter with the telephone?
She was in the emergency room for several hours, complaining mightily about everything–blood pressure cuff, needles drawing blood, IV insertion, cold hands, “I’M NOT SICK, WHY ARE YOU POKING ME?” This as her chest rattled with every breath…
She’s been admitted, and I will try to get over there at meal times. With her dementia, she will not take well to change and different people.
Updates to follow.