When my elderly mother began to lose the ability to take care of herself, I immediately stepped forward to offer the spare room of my home. I knew going in that taking care of her would be a trying ordeal, but I recognized it as a family obligation. At first her presence in the house felt more like an extended vacation. My kids enjoyed playing cards with grandma after dinner, and my husband liked to have a short chat with her before he left for work each morning.
Then her condition took a turn for the worse and I had to look for some new supplies and equipment. I found some adjustable hospital beds online that would make life much easier for her. Toward the end, just getting in and out of bed became a tough task, and I also invested in a patient lift. By allowing her the freedom to control the bed, my mother felt a modicum of independence right up until the end. That meant so much to her and to me.
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