Paid Members Gus Mears Posted December 17, 2018 Paid Members Share Posted December 17, 2018 (edited) My family is riddled with it. My Great Uncle is being moved today to a permanent nursing home near Leicester after becoming unable to look after himself properly this year. It's been hideous seeing him decline recently. I'm also going to need to ask my Gran to talk to the doctors soon, as much as I don't want to, as she's displaying early signs of it that I recognise from my Grandpa. The extent to which it's hereditary is still being debated, but it honestly scares the shit out of me.Ā Edited December 17, 2018 by Gus Mears Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
AdamTH17 Posted December 17, 2018 Share Posted December 17, 2018 Laptop is fucked. Fell off the toilet seat when I was watching Netflix in the bath. Had a nightmare. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Paid Members Surf Digby Posted December 18, 2018 Paid Members Share Posted December 18, 2018 I work in insurance and there's a few regular callers with dementia who are convinced that things are being stolen from them by people that either have keys to their home, or are secretly living in their home with them, sneaking around while they're sleeping. It seems to set in within 2/3 years of them losing their partner and escalates into this paranoid state really quickly. I dealt with a lady this year who was in this state, and she was convinced artwork was being stolen from her and replaced with copies to make people think she was crazy. She was mostly bedbound (she was 91, her husband was 100 and in rapidly failing health) which didn't help matters. Because she couldn't always answer enough questions to satisfy our DPA requirements, I dealt almost solely with her as it was agreed that I could recognise whether it was genuinely her or not, and when she rang she would usually ask to be transferred to me also. However, after months of this, I returned a call from when she'd rang on my day off and asked toĀ speak to me, and she had absolutely no idea who I was or why I was calling. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Paid Members Kaz Hayashi Posted December 18, 2018 Paid Members Share Posted December 18, 2018 12 hours ago, Nostalgia Nonce said: However, after months of this, I returned a call from when she'd rang on my day off and asked toĀ speak to me, and she had absolutely no idea who I was or why I was calling. Itās really sad. Weāre going through similar with my wifeās 90+Ā year old grandad (the one on the skateboard for those who remember that pic). Heās on the south coast and called us on Saturday. He wanted to speak to my father in law, not remembering that he is based in Liverpool, and forgot he was speaking to his grandchild. He asked that we bringĀ him some jam jars as soon as possible but said āI canāt renember why I need them but itās importantā.Ā He then again forgot who he was speaking to and hung up. Whilst the content is almost comedy, the subject is heartbreaking. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Keith Houchen Posted December 18, 2018 Share Posted December 18, 2018 There is a woman who comes into the charity shop where my girlfriend works and she is clearly in the onset of dementia. Ā The other day she pissed herself where she stood and was completely oblivious. Ā Social services have to intervene but they've said they can't do anything because she isn't a danger to herself yet. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Paid Members gmoney Posted December 18, 2018 Paid Members Share Posted December 18, 2018 My nan kept buying j-cloths when she started getting dementia. My dad went round one week and found hundreds stuffed in drawers.Ā Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Paid Members Sergio Mendacious Posted December 18, 2018 Author Paid Members Share Posted December 18, 2018 When my grandad was in hospital for the last time, I'd agreed with him that I wouldn't go in and see him ā he knew that his mind was failing him, and he said he didn't want to be remembered that way. Had just moved down to London, so I was only home every couple of weekends, but my dad and uncle decided I was being selfish, and conspired to get me into the hospital to "say goodbye."Ā "He's totally himself, the nurses are saying it's miraculous!" said my uncle. Showed up, he thought I was his brother, stood up stark naked and walked across the ward to greet me. Hard to avoid my dad, but never willingly spoke to my uncle again after that. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Paid Members Kaz Hayashi Posted December 18, 2018 Paid Members Share Posted December 18, 2018 āBaby Aliveā -Ā Morrisonās are selling hypochondriac dolls. Canāt wait for series 2. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
hallicks Posted December 18, 2018 Share Posted December 18, 2018 My dad would sit aroud the house until about 2.45pm, at which point he would start getting ready to "go home." I guess he thought he was at work or something. He'd then get his coat and hat on and want to leave. If you didn't let him, he'd get very agitated. So my mum would usually humour him and take him for a walk round the block, which would sort him out for a while. I would take him out for a drive sometimes if I was home. "Crossword a day" and all that. My dad was an antisocial recluse who did nothing beyond watch a bit of TV and go to church on a Sunday. His brain just withered away. He indulged in a lot of behind-the-curtain spying on neighbours, always complaining about their comings and goings, kids, dogs etc, though that eventually went as well. He started having a lot of falls and it was too much for my mum as he needed 24/7 care so we had to send him to a home.Ā It was easier for my mum like that, he was in care for about 3 years, but it never stopped making her feel guilty. When he went in the home, we asked how easy it was for the residents to escape (knowing dad would want to leave around the 2.45pm mark), they said its fine, nobody's ever escaped. Cue dad somehow getting beyond the key coded door within the first week š.Ā Ā He spent his last few years at home constantly whistling "Que sera". I hoped this meant he'd found some kind of internal peace as he was a very troubled man in his younger days; maybe it meant whatever demons he'd had had been forgotten as well. He would never talk about anything so I couldn't know.Ā Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Paid Members Tommy! Posted December 19, 2018 Paid Members Share Posted December 19, 2018 (edited) * Moved following consultation with my betters* Edited December 19, 2018 by Tommy! I'm a cunt Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Paid Members Sergio Mendacious Posted December 19, 2018 Author Paid Members Share Posted December 19, 2018 Thereās a DIY thread, you twad Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
wordsfromlee Posted December 24, 2018 Share Posted December 24, 2018 I'm sure heroin is great and all but that rush you get when the scissors effortlessly glide through the wrapping paper is just something else! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Joe Blog Posted December 24, 2018 Share Posted December 24, 2018 4 hours ago, wordsfromlee said: I'm sure heroin is great and all but that rush you get when the scissors effortlessly glide through the wrapping paper is just something else! LAD Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Paid Members mim731 Posted December 24, 2018 Paid Members Share Posted December 24, 2018 12 minutes ago, Joe Blog said: LAD ReportedĀ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Joe Blog Posted December 24, 2018 Share Posted December 24, 2018 No no no, twas irony. Irony I say.Ā Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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