hoarding

I took my brother out for breakfast today.  While I was there I looked for his pants.  It turns out they were in his closet after all.  I was relieved.

He was still grumpy today and looked a little short of breath.  I will call the new nurse practitioner on Monday and go over my brother's medical history.

When I was looking for his pants, I opened up several of his drawers and they were crammed with old New York Times.  The basket for his walker was so crammed with old magazines that I couldn't fold it to get it into the car.  So when we got back to the nursing home, I sat down with him and persuaded him to get rid of anything in his walker published before September 2013.  He even had a magazine form 2012!

Not to mention 4 bananas, but they looked fairly fresh.  When I said I would take one home to eat, he wouldn't let me!!

This week we have a CARE meeting (a meeting held every 3 months with nursing home staff to discuss his situation) and I will bring up the hoarding.

When he is disagreeable, it puts my nerves on edge, and the visit is not enjoyable.  I suspect there are two reasons for his bad mood:  he is getting stir crazy and he may not be feeling well.  I will try to take him to the movies or somewhere this weekend.