Hi, My name is Lynne Haigh and my husband John had a horrific accident in Istanbul in 2013 resulting in 5 vertebra being replaced. This year his speech started to deteriorate and his swallowing also. Doctors put this down to a TIA (mini stroke) which he could have had during the night. His stiffness and mobility also started to deteriorate too. He was admitted into hospital 27th September after repeated spasms. After just over a week the hospital rang and said the doctors wanted to see us the following morning. When I arrived we were expecting to be told that because John had suffered a TIA (or more than one) be prepared for a full blown stroke. You can imagine how we felt being told he had Motor Neurone Disease. It was like being hit by a stream train. He was fitted with a PEG feeding tube as he can no longer eat or drink, plus a catheter. After we digested the information everything seemed to fit into place regarding his speech, mobility and stiffness etc. He was in hospital for 12 weeks awaiting a care package being put into place.
On discharge from hospital my home now resembles an 'Old People's Home', with hospital bed, commode, wheelchairs, electric scooter, boxes of feeds, catheter bags, boxes of meds etc. One man left home on the 27th September and a totally different person came home on the week before Christmas. We have had to try and find a totally new 'norm' which sometimes changes daily.
My 23 year old grand-daughter Natasha lives with us and is currently on her second year of her Masters Degree and also doing a part time job in a local cafe. She suffers from Mental Health problems. She is now a part time carer for a MND sufferer.
I do not sleep well (never have done) but now have to sleep with one ear tuned for John during the night and then find I am constantly so tired during the day. When it comes to evening it can get irritable and I have butted heads with Natasha a few times, which is not good. However, we are very close friends as well and can always talk about it and resolve any problem or issue we may have.
Sorry if I have rambled and this is not what is supposed to qualify as an 'introduction'.
On discharge from hospital my home now resembles an 'Old People's Home', with hospital bed, commode, wheelchairs, electric scooter, boxes of feeds, catheter bags, boxes of meds etc. One man left home on the 27th September and a totally different person came home on the week before Christmas. We have had to try and find a totally new 'norm' which sometimes changes daily.
My 23 year old grand-daughter Natasha lives with us and is currently on her second year of her Masters Degree and also doing a part time job in a local cafe. She suffers from Mental Health problems. She is now a part time carer for a MND sufferer.
I do not sleep well (never have done) but now have to sleep with one ear tuned for John during the night and then find I am constantly so tired during the day. When it comes to evening it can get irritable and I have butted heads with Natasha a few times, which is not good. However, we are very close friends as well and can always talk about it and resolve any problem or issue we may have.
Sorry if I have rambled and this is not what is supposed to qualify as an 'introduction'.
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