Frozen

A frosty blip from my quick walk after lunch. I was in need of some space after the meeting on the ward went exactly as I had expected. J’s recent decline means that we (consultant, OT, physio, social worker, psych nurses and J’s brother P) were unanimous that it’s not feasible for him to live at home. Social worker is going to get us a list of possible nursing homes (with dementia nursing units on site for the future) to look at options.

I’m both upset (that he’s not well enough to be home) and relieved that I’m not going to have quite as much pressure to meet all his needs. Lots of practical things to keep me busy in the near future though.