This is a little addendum to the last post, I was going to add it on that one, but felt it deserved its own little space on the blog.
As the crew were loading the gentleman into the ambulance I go back into the nursing home to gather my equipment to put back in the car when I see a very well dressed elderly lady walk over to me and the carer who I am with. She looks at the carer and says in a beautiful old English accent:
Resident: “My husband hasnt come in tonight”
Carer: ” I know my love”
Resident: ” What does that mean?”
Carer: ” It means that you will be staying with us tonight”
Resident: “Oh Dear”
She slowly turns and wonders off down the corridor with her head held low and such a look of sadness on her face.
Medic999: “Was her husband meant to be visiting her tonight?”
Carer: “No, he died 5 years ago. She asks the same question every night and every time we say he isnt coming its like she is hearing it for the first time ”
I look down the corridor after the resident with such a feeling of sorrow, it hits me quite suddenly that I have just had a very personal insight into this ladies entire existence. Her dementia has left her in her own little nightmare. Each day, thinking her husband is coming to take her home so that they can be together, but instead, she goes to bed every night in her room in this big nursing home all alone.