Over the past couple of days, Dad has REALLY been talking about "home" and referring to our hometown.
I was thinking that he might want to visit, but the last time I took him back to our hometown, it ended up doing more harm than good.
1) Dad gave his house to one of his other children and she completely remodeled it (it REALLY needed it), so when he walked in the front door, he was completely confused and got very angry.
2) Naturally, the neighborhood has changed over the past few years. Neighbors have moved (or passed away), and the last time I didn't quite know how to explain what happened to "so-and-so" when Dad asked or what happened to his old neighborhood (completely gentrified).
3) Anytime we do visit, a couple of Dad's other children (with MAJOR substance abuse issues) stop by and end up causing a scene by either starting a fight with the child that got the house (literally got into a fist fight with her husband) or acting strangely if they're under the influence. This has also upset Dad on past visits.
Should I take him?
If so, what are suggestions on how to make sure it's not a disastrous trip for him?
If it were up to me, I'd NEVER go back, but if it's important to Dad, I can bite the bullet for a few hours to make him happy.
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Glad the session with your caregiver helped.
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I would like to think I am of reasonably sound mind, but I recently passed my childhood home. The neighborhood has seen better days. The path I took to walk to school has been turned into a weirdly designed group of homes and my old house itself has been added on to and completely changed. It was upsetting to me and made me sad. It’s true. You cannot go “home” again.
Curious, how is his Caregiver doing since you had ur little talk?
I'm not sure if he wants to go. He's just been talking about home a lot more lately. He could just be talking.
As for the caregiver, the Orientation day seemed to really do the trick. She still finds it necessary to comment on how "bland" my food is or how she wouldn't make a certain dish the way I prepared it, or how I eat "white folks food" (apparently raw Kale isn't part of the African American diet - LOL) but they're just comments.
Dad loves her, and she's great with him. Her heart is in the right place. I just hope it holds up under all that greasy, salty food.
Bless her heart!!!!!!!
I do think she means well