Well, we finally had to do it. Grandpa is now a resident of a memory care facility not too far away from us. We kept him in his own home as long as we could, employing a live in caregiver, a couple of day time care givers, visiting nurses and other therapists. I had him at my house several days a week, along with my two and half year old grand daughter for whom I care for as well. At this time, Grandpa's requirements have now surpassed our ability to care for him properly, and providing for his needs in his own home was beginning to take its toll on our family, emotionally and financially. Of course we feel guilty as anything. He has done so much for our family, so much for our country--it is so hard not to give him his wishes for the last months or years he has on earth.
What is making things more difficult is that he doesn't want to be there at all. "Take me home" are the words we are greeted with when we go to visit. He even goes so far as to pack his overnight bag and put it on his bed, all ready to go. Every day, he is ready to leave at a moment's notice. It is too sad. The facility is lovely, the staff are amazing, lots of activities and attention for him, and the food is even ok. We are working closely with the staff to "tweak" his care and experiences so that he will be happier.
We are in the early days here, so hopefully he will adjust in time. I know many of you must have gone through this with your parents. Does it get better?