Saturday 7-14-2012 – The worst day of my life but part of the Alzheimer’s stages… Admitting Anna into a nursing home.
We arrived Saturday A.M. @ 8:30 A.M., met Fernando the supervisor on duty, together we unloaded my vehicle and signed in then proceeded to the third floor, Anna was assigned Room 319A. I stayed on for about half and hour and was emotionally upset and had to leave. When I entered my vehicle and sat at the driver’s seat I emotionally lost it, cried uncontrollable for 10 minutes before I could leave the parking lot.
Arrived home, my daughter Gail and Son-In Law Jack asked me to call when I returned home. Unfortunately I broke down speaking with them and the three of us were on a crying jag that lasted for a short period of time. I explained that I have no idea how she was going to react to the new surroundings and would see her Sunday A.M.
It was the longest day of my life waiting for Sunday morning to see my sweetheart Anna, all day I was wrestling with the idea of canceling the nursing home and go there to take her home. I kept talking myself out of that option. Gail and Jack were calling me all day and night Saturday to check on me and asked me to call if I was ready to make the decision to take Anna home I had no appetite all day long and prepared lunch and dinner and wound up discarding most of the food.
Watched T.V. all evening and about 10:30 retired to my bedroom, it was impossible to sleep and at 1:00 A.M. I decided to lie down on my living room couch, it is an old stand by and it worked. I slept on the couch until 4:00 A.M. woke up and did chores around the house and in on my computer and readied myself for Church 8:00 A.M. Mass.
I intend to monitor the care giving for Anna at the nursing home and make necessary suggestions, I made clear at admissions I was going for a trial basis of 7 days and will extend if all goes well.
In my next article I will recap my experience on Sunday 7-15-12.
I have dealt with Anna’s illness since she was first signs appeared in the year 2000, and now after twelve and one half years I was forced to admit her into a nursing home. This is the first of articles you will receive giving you hands on information on how to deal with admitting your loved one into a facility. It will be the most important, very emotional decision you will have to make, probably in your lifetime. That is how it was for me.