After years of using agencies and caregivers that come and go, mom's care is no longer manageable in her own home. I had visited many assisted living care facilities near my home and found a couple that specialize in Dementia/Alzheimer's care only. The home is a few hours away from where mom lives. The care home told me, you get her here, and we will take it from there.....Didn't have much advise to offer on how to get an unwilling participant to go. Mom is very emotionally charged, and does not want to leave her home, although it's not viable anymore for her to stay. Mom is very alert, angry, upset and frustrated all the time, and flat out would refuse to go, and of course there is no rationale or reasoning that will work due to her dementia. I wish mom had a docile, sweeter disposition, but mom is quite nasty most of the time...
I am POA, and just need some practical advice. Do I just say we're going for a ride? Please share your experiences of what worked for you, getting an alert, unwilling parent to a care home.
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I already had a bunch of clothes moved into her room. When he arrived at this "hotel", the head nurse was waiting with an aide. They hustled her into her room and into a shower (Full service hotel, no?) and hubby took off. Whenever it was time to leave that first month or so, the staff helped us distract her. Once she was on the anti depressant it was SO MUCH EASIER!
So I went to her house the night before to talk to her and pack a bag. I had no idea what I was going to say. I'm not a fan of the "therapeutic lie" and I could not bring myself to tell my dear mom, "you're going into a nursing home." When I got there, the door was open and there was a note from a cop on the kitchen table. Apparently, the cops had been called by the neighbors because my mother was knocking on their doors frightened, paranoid, and could not be calmed. She was in the psychiatric ER for evaluation. I knew they would just observe her and release her to me later, so I used that as an opportunity to pack her things and put the suitcase in my car before picking her up at the psych ward.
When I came back the next day, I had her put on something warm and comfortable and told her I had a surprise for her and she was going to be sooooo happy. We got into the car and I drove her to the NH, focusing on the trees, the blue sky, nice scenery, anything pleasant. The ride was about an hour and a half. When we got there, I took her suitcase out of the trunk and off we went. I felt a little bad "lying" but I had no choice. Actually, it was a half lie. I did hope mom would be happy. She had expressed to me several times that she wanted to leave her home where men came through the walls to molest her in the night and girls came in the night to steal her stuff. (Hallucinations.) She had previously said she wanted to "leave and never come back."
I feel for you. It's extremely hard and very sad. It sounds like you found a great facility with understanding staff so kudos for getting your mom into a good place. Too many people take whatever is available and don't shop around. So my suggestion is, from experience, tell her that something desirable is waiting for her. Tell her whatever you have to say to get her to the place where she will receive the care she needs. I would also have her use the bathroom before getting in the car so you won't have to stop on the way. I've had my mother think I was kidnapping her when we were on a long ride and an unfamiliar place. She tried to escape when I stopped so she could use the bathroom in 7-Eleven. She told the clerk she was being kidnapped. Cops were called, and it took 3 hours to get her back in the car. She never even had to go to the bathroom. It was just a plan to "rescue" herself. So if at all possible, once you get going, don't stop the car. After that happened, I wouldn't stop, even if mom said she had to go to the bathroom again. I reasoned that, worse case scenario, if she had an accident I could get the car detailed. If she ran off in a panic and got lost or hit by a car, there would be nothing I could do.
When I was a child, my parents very lovingly manufactured some reason to make me look the other way as we were passing Adventure Land in the car. It was what was needed. Take comfort in the fact that you are doing what is needed now. Please keep us posted.