On Thursday a company called Apria delivered a bed and wheelchair to the house.
On Friday, Mom came home. We put the bed in the dining room and bought her a portable toilet. She needs assistance walking and getting around, but not too bad.
Saturday, we had everyone in the family over for pizza. I spent $75 on five pizza's. So I hope Brian's family is happy because it was mainly them.
Our Mom sat Brian and I down to discuss the fact that she's going to die. She is obviously very upset. It's a bit difficult to talk to her when she's breaking down, because there really isn't much I can say. I can't even say, "It'll be alright" because obviously it won't be. I try to keep her focused on one day at a time. She's here now. But she knows that isn't going to last.
Her mental state feels like it is continuing to decline. She speaks in German to me constantly and I have to be reassuring and tell her that I only speak English. She laughs when she realizes and then translates what she was saying, which was usually gibberish anyway.
On Sunday, I spoke with the Hospice people. They were very nice. Medicare basically picks up everything (As well they should, since my Mom paid into it her whole life and is getting a whopping 1 year out of it.) and is sending over a nurse a couple times a week, a doctor once a month, and a helper five days a week to assist in her taking a shower and that kind of thing. Also they provide their own bed, chair and equipment. They also provide Morphine and some other drugs that sit in the refrigerator. It's an interesting situation because they supersede 911. If there is any concern, we call them first, and we can administer those drugs while we wait for a response. It's interesting.
After that, I took my Mom into her office and we tried to get her tax information together. She really couldn't remember very much. We found a little bit here and there on her computer, but her memory is poor for details. For instance, she had no idea how to get into her email. But then when I opened up Gmail for her, she could then use it.
I don't suspect her memory will be of much use going further out. What I mean by that, is that I think she can converse fine and she can remember what she likes, but asking her to recall something is not going to be of much use.
The one down side that came up is that my Aunt is going to want to leave and go home after a couple weeks. This is a HUGE problem, because you can't just put someone in a nursing home. Well, you CAN if you're rich or that person is totally poor. But if you're just a normal person, what has to happen is that the old person's assets have to be liquidated so that she can qualify for Medicaid. That'll be impossible due to the length of time it would take to say, sell her house, for instance. And forget transferring it into my name, the tax bill on something like that would be outrageous.
So... If my Aunt leaves and my Mom is still with us, I will have to work something out with my employer so I can work from her house and stay with her 24-7 until she passes. That's quite difficult.to deal with. Waiting around for someone to die is ridiculous. But that's how the situation is. I suppose in the meantime I can start packing up things at her house and handle her legal stuff.