I never planned on doing a continuation blog of my first one, Elderly Abuse, but here I am. I find myself in a very complex situation. I love my grandfather very much and I cannot decide what is better for him. He has Parkinsons disease, he needs help I know. He has been forgetting things lately and mixing up holidays. For the first time last week he forgot his S.S. number.
Recently my grandpa with Parkinsons was moved from his regular retirement home room to the 3rd floor, assisted living. He called my mom and said, "Patti. They're puttin' me in the slammer. They're putting me away, sending me to the slammer." We all laughed about this and saw the humor in my grandpa's stubborn attitude, but should we laugh?
I usually don't talk about my work because of all the patient privacy rules and regulations. I can't ever figure out what one can say and what one can't say. So, to avoid any unintentional mishaps, I just don't say much about it. And I try not to think about what could have been, be it good or bad. Today though, the "what ifs" and "could've beens" have taken hold and I am so very upset that I have to say something or I feel like I will explode.
