I really need your opinions, please
Please bear with me here. I really need some opinions on how to help a friend.
Brief history: I have a friend Ed who is nearing 80yrs of age, and of First Nations (aboriginal) descent. He is a former eyecare patient of mine; he says I cared for him without the marginalization he received from other healthcare providers, and we got to be fast friends over the last 10 years. I've been a friend, housekeeper, cook, caregiver to him (as a friend, not in any official capacity). I know more about him and his wishes than his family. I am his executrix for his estate when the time comes, but I have no POA. (his sister and sister-in-law are both older and failing physically and mentally, and his nephew takes a kind of hands-off approach to Ed's care)
He called this morning and asked for help. He was feeling very poorly and asked me to get him to a doctor (and this is a man who NEVER asks to see a doctor). I drove into town to his place, and he was a mess. Very ill indeed. I called an ambulance and got him to the hospital, where he remains tonight undergoing tests and all that.
If you're still with me, here is my dilemma: he is past the point where he can adequately care for himself at home. Despite my efforts to clean his home (a small, old trailer), he lives in utter squalor. Despite my cooking for him when I can, his dietary habits are terrible. He lives like a hermit. He has a decent income from his pensions, yet he has always chosen to live like this. Now he will likely need somewhere warm and clean to recuperate, and his home is NOT the place. In fact, nobody should be allowed to live there.
What should I do?? I can bring him to my place and look after him here in the short term, but how can I approach the subject of nursing homes, assisted-living homes, or places like that? He will NOT be happy to have these suggestions brought up. He is 100% mentally, but failing physically, and far too independant to admit it or submit easily to a care facility. His closest kin can't really be of much help, but I can't do much either since I have no POA and am not kin.
Ideas, anyone?
Thanks,
Sherry.
Update, and partial victory!
So....for those who may be wondering: I have Ed here at home after his two-week hospital stay. "Failure to thrive" is the official diagnosis, although he also has some other medical problems consistent with being 80 years of age.
I get to play Mother Hen for the next two or three weeks while we try to sort out a long-term solution for him. We may just buy him a new home -probably a newer mobile home in the same park- and dispose of his creaky old one somehow (four-alarm-fire comes to mind, or something involving a bulldozer or wrecking ball), and arrange for Meals-On-Wheels and regular home care thru the community nursing system. This makes Ed happy happy, since he will have a large measure of independance, but also have his nutritional and medical needs tended to. HE likes the idea of a new mobile; he now realizes his old place is probably beyond repair. Finally! :D
For now, he is eating up my cooking like a starving puppy, putting on weight nicely, and generally feeling friskier and looking better than he has in quite a while.
Things are looking up at this point. Fingers crossed.
just a couple of updates....
Just thought I'd post a couple of updates for those who were following this thread. Gosh, it seems ages since I've been on TE.
My friend Ed is settled back at his trailer, and doing pretty well all things considered. We've got it cleaned and fixed up as good as possible. Meals-On-Wheels delivers a hot meal every day, and I keep his fridge stocked with easy-to-heat meals, veggies, milk, juice, etc. He's eating well and feeling quite good.
Then we lost a very dear family friend on the mainland. It was sudden, and SO and I had to scramble to make the wake. It was a boisterous event as good wakes should be-- as he would have liked--, but still very sad to have lost a friend who lived so large.
And not long after that, MIL passed away suddenly in the nursing home where she was living after her stroke. I guess it was inevitable, but it wasn't imminent. A very big shock, as you might imagine. Life can be so fickle.
And so it goes.
~Sherry.