Greetings one and all!
This post is about an unfortunate, though possible not necessarily rare incident that has afflicted us and not for the first time.
Those of you following our story may recall we had extremely bad run of care from agency workers and ended up changing agencies as they kept dropping out when we challenged their competency. We are now on our 5th care agency and we thought we had found a half-decent agency and to an extent we were right. But this was partly due to our decision to be even more lenient and accepting of the not so great quality of care these carers provide. We accepted that we will never get the calibre of carer that would be able to meet our (alleged) high expectations and were just grateful we might got some sort of respite.
This worked OK for a while because we just accepted the not totally useless support and we tried to “train” the carers by sharing tips and tricks with them based our own expertise from being personal carers for Mum. This was quite good for the agency carers as they could easily defer to us if they felt things were too difficult and we didn’t mind since as I said before we do get some respite from their involvement.
But sometimes as can happen, complacency sets in, people start taking advantage of our leniency /generosity and can even start taking the proverbial piss. This has been happening for nearly a year now and we have tried to talk to these carers directly rather than involve their management as they like to be treated as “humans” or “adults”. Well of course to be treated as human or adult, you really should behave as such. Anyway we allowed this to go one and they would nod politely say, “Yes, we understand”, “We will do that”, “We won’t do that again” etc. All the things someone wants to hear when seeking assurance that things will improve.
But within days things would start going back to the bad old days and we just keep accepting it.
Well today, the pressure cooker lid flew off and hell broke. I am afraid, I was unable to control my emotions and instead of having an “adult” conversation I let myself raise my voice every so slightly. I felt speaking nicely and softly hasn’t worked so why not at least let my frustrations vent and let them have it. So I did. I started speaking calmly and trying to get them to acknowledge a mistake may have been made and they should try to avoid it in the future. When one of them refused to even accept this and flatly denied anything had happened, I won’t bore with details of the incident other than to say it left my Mum traumatised for 12 hours and as a result neither she nor family carers got any sleep and she even missed out on her meal as she was so stressed., my voice started to rise.
Try as I might, I just couldn’t calm down because then they had the audacity to say I was blaming them which though true, it was not how I phrased it. I know they caused the stress because Mum confirmed it. Confirmation came in the form Mum flatly refusing to acknowledge the carer who had upset her four hours earlier. I think it’s called from the horses mouth or something, but it is where it is irrefutable or undeniable.
Most people make the mistake that because Mum is non-vocal, she can’t communicate. When it comes to knowing and identifying someone who done her wrong, she has no problem. First she tells it to their face by shaking her fore finger at them and saying “I know what you just did - don’t do it again” and then she lets myself or my sister know that she has been mistreated. So these carers should know better because we’ve told them this and indeed have given them examples when they have had this “finger pointed” at them in the past. But they do forget easily because Mum is non-verbal.
Cutting to the chase, the whole care session was me and them “agreeing to disagree” but with me talking loudly. One downside of this is it really upsets my Mum i.e. if I am upset, she is even more upset. So she was getting even more stressed but I said “I’ve started so I’ll finish” and so I tried to get the message across and to reason with these carers. In the end one of this (one of the guilty party) then started to turn things onto me (an old and often used trick) and dug a deeper hole for herself.
In the end I said, we’ll just have to agree to disagree and if they want they can raise this with their boss. At this point my sister came down to intervene and I was excused from care duty!
I was surprised when later this evening, I did indeed receive a call from the agency manager expressing concern about the incident.
The rest will have to wait for another time.
I just wanted to get this down as (and I am pretty sure I have mentioned this before) agency care workers and social workers have made Mum’s life much harder than it need be.
I am sure there will be those who swear by their carers (agency) and social workers, but I am afraid I am not one of them. There was even a time when I toyed with setting up a care agency “to show how it should be done”. This hasn’t got beyond toying with the idea as I am afraid right now all I can do is work with the tools I have, mop up mess left behind, deal with other challenges that Mum poses ![]()
Thankfully, as at now she is (only just) less stressed than she was 24 hours and then 12 hours ago.
Let’s hope can all have a restful night and see what tomorrow brings.
Namaste|
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