When I read Pseu’s post this evening,http://pseu1.wordpress.com/2012/01/06/river-of-stones-v/ just after listening to the News Quiz and laughing incontinently, I wanted to bury my head in my hands and cry, or go outside and rage at the moon.
Gradually, as I prepared supper, despair moved to anger.
We should be out on the streets. People living with dementia are still people.
In a few short words, Pseu had explained how the home where Mother is has such a great reputation. It is evidently a far far better place than where her relatives reside. Yet, we, Mother’s family, are acutely aware of areas where it is failing her. So this greatness is relative.
Relative to places where residents in a ‘home’ are left stripped of dignity with unswallowed food in their mouths, lost, frightened and bewildered.
Since Mother has developed dementia, I have come across a strange prejudice; the undeserving old. People fortunate to retain their mental and physical faculties are deemed ‘marvelous’ ‘an example to us all’. Those who succumb to mental and physical frailties are somehow exposing an inherent weakness of character; a moral deficiency. They deserve their troubles.
This is rubbish, but it allows society to feel off the hook. The numbers of people living with dementia are growing. It’s time we concentrated on making that living as comfortable and carefree as possible.
It’s easy for politicians to ignore people with dementia; they don’t vote; they sure ain’t sexy. So it’s up to us to do what we can to bring change and recognise that dignity and respect are important whoever and however you are.