Showing posts with label Final Stages of Lewy Body. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Final Stages of Lewy Body. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 24, 2015

The Final Stages of Lewy Body Dementia - What To Expect

The skies were wracked with clouds today; the sun trying to shine through.  Before I left to see Mom I received a snap in a text that showed her smiling and out of her room.  The sun began to shine outside.

The past few days have been something of a torment.  Mom had been doing so very well, and then the chair incident from last Tuesday.  From there we went to less food, less interaction, and finally her not being able to walk or stand on her own.   

Today, Mom had a very soft voice - nearly unintelligible.  She ate very little (probably about 50% breakfast and <10% lunch, but did eat afternoon snack).  She was so very tired, but they kept her in the great room so she would be stimulated and wouldn’t just sleep, as she did all weekend.

This was not the woman I remember, but I know she’s in there somewhere.  And, as I begin to line the final ducks up in their row, I wanted to understand the final phase of Lewy Body Dementia.  Are we truly there?  Are we really undergoing that transition?  

According to the Alzheimer’s North Carolina:
  • By the end of the disease, the person will typically be bedbound or will need specialized seating in a reclining seating system. Rigidity and stiffness are very common and make movement and care very difficult for both the caregiver and the person with DLB. The person is able to move little and requires major amounts of physical help for all care and engagement in preferred activities. The person may find touch uncomfortable and painful, even if it is delivered slowly and gently. The person typically has a very difficult time communicating. Speech is very soft and indistinct and often off target or repetitive in nature. (DLB)
This is almost Mom at this time, except for the touch.  Mom liked it when I stroked and held her hands today.  

Mom is now going to be using a wheelchair, as she can no longer support her own weight.  She cannot walk - she needs at least 2 aides to move from place to place.  

When Mom ate, it was either by my feeding her, or her trying, but she kept dropping spoons and losing her grip on the dish.  The strength she had last Monday has left her.  

As I stated earlier, her voice is very quiet.  If she weren’t out in the great room, she would be in bed, asleep.  

So, what’s next?   More of the same, but incrementally becoming more pronounced in its presentation:  
  • Death is typically a result of pneumonia or other infection, which the body cannot fight off even with the use of antibiotics. Pneumonia is typically caused by aspiration (food or liquids getting into the airway due to problems with eating or drinking and breathing regulation). Other infections can be localized (repeated UTIs (urinary tract infections), open pressure ulcers or wounds (caused by the inability to move or friction with repeated movements), skin injuries (when hitting a hard or sharp surfaces or skin exposure to urine or feces), or contractures (tightening and shortening of muscles that keep body parts closed together), the use of tubes or catheters (feeding tubes or urinary catheters). Still other infections can be or systemic, called sepsis, an infection in the blood stream.  Other causes of death include malnutrition and dehydration, complications following falls (head injury or fractures), pulmonary emboli (clots that travel to the lungs due to prolonged immobility), or heart failure.(DLB)

This is the part I must be ready to face.

Knowing that Mom is in hospice, and also receives some of the best palliative care possible, makes me glad that I know she’s comfortable and well cared for.   

One question that seemed to come up in my conversations with the hospice staff was ‘Why was she punching so many people for no reason?’  Well, according to livestrong.com, in the final stages of LBD Anxiety, depression, emotional ability and aggression are common in late-stage LBD.Final Stages of Lewy Body Dementia
I guess that answers that!

The best information, though, came from the blog The Lewy Body Rollercoaster (Nearing the End of the LBD Journey)  This helps answer so much, and also offers what we might expect in the next weeks/days:   This was posted by the Whitworths, authors of some of the books recommended on this blog.  

Saturday, April 21, 2012

Nearing the End of the LBD Journey

We received a question recently about how end-stage Alzheimer's (AD) and LBD differ, and what to be concerned about. By the time a person reaches end-stage dementia, there’s so much damage that it’s all very similar and you may not see much difference. These are some of the differences you might see along with some suggestions about care:
Cognition degeneration: Both AD and LBD are degenerative dementias. That is, cognitive abilities will gradually decrease over time.
o   LBD’s characteristic fluctuations between awareness and confusion continue even into this late stage, albeit, few and far between. It is not unusual for patients to know their family members just before death. Look for these and take advantage of them for a final goodbye. However, remember that by now, your loved one will not be able to communicate well.
·         Communication: Eventually any dementia patient will lose the ability to communicate through the normal channels of talking and facial expressions. However, there’s research saying that comprehension is the last ability to go, and so continue talking to your loved one and assume understanding. Remember that touch continues to be important, as does a loving tone of voice. In addition, don’t talk about them or argue with others in their presence anymore than you would if they were responding.
o   LBD weakens facial muscles, thus talking and facial expressions become difficult often well before the end stages. Add LBD’s larger share of confused thinking.  The result is that much earlier than with AD, LBD folks may stop trying to communicate through normal channels. Behavior becomes the main form of communication.
·         Acting out behaviors: Consider acting-out behaviors the body’s call for help. They usually become more intense as normal channels of communication fail. Look for physical and/or environmental reasons for the behavior: pain, too much stimulation (light, sound, etc.) See previous blogs, and our book, The Caregiver’s Guide to Lewy Body Dementia.
o   LBD affects thinking early on, thus acting-out due to delusions can be a very early, sometimes first symptom. LBD-related symptoms such as hallucinations and acting-out behaviors will increase as communication becomes more difficult. However, they may change in form. With degenerating health, agitation and restlessness may be the most common “acting-out” behaviors.
·         Sleeping. People with any kind of dementia tend to sleep more and more as the end nears—20 hours a day is more the norm than not. If your loved one is restless or agitated at this stage, consider this “acting-out behavior” rather than a sleep problem.
·         General health: Eventually any degenerative dementia will cause a body to become incapacitated and die.
o   LBD is more than a cognitive disorder. As already mentioned, its effect on muscles makes communication difficult. It can also weaken other muscles, and it can affect physical health right from the beginning. Therefore, complications like pneumonia, urinary tract infections or falls can be life threatening.  Good patient care and early detection of problems become very important. Consider increased acting-out a signal that something is not right. Check for UTI’s, constipation, or other signs of discomfort. If you can find and remove the irritant, the restlessness should decrease.
·         Life expectancy: If there are no complications, a person with dementia can live for many years before enough brain cells have died to shut everything down—often 20 years or more.
o   LBD patients usually do have complications. Therefore, life expectancy is short: 2 to 7 years after diagnosis. However, LBD is seldom diagnosed until well into the disease process. Life expectancy from the first LBD symptom remembered by spouse or family would likely be similar to AD’s 15-20 years—perhaps longer with good care.
I will be posting more research as it comes up, but also updates on Mom, so stay in touch!

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Sunday, November 22, 2015

Falling Fast OR The Week Ending 11/22/2015

This has been a week of some ups but mostly downs.  Read on:

On Monday, Mom seemed fine.  She participated in her activities, and right after BINGO, she retired to her room to rest.  She went to her recliner and stayed there.  She didn’t eat, she didn’t arise for any reason, she just stayed.  We aren’t talking about a couple of hours, here, but for more than 24 hours.

Staff tried to help her up, but she began swinging those well-known fists at them, so they backed off.  

They phoned me to ask permission to call 911 for the firefighters to come and lift her so they could bathe her and change her - nothing else seemed to be working.  I agreed, so long as they were forcibly gentle but gruff.    

They had checked her for stroke symptoms, but all her vitals were fine - the only thing Mom refused to do was stick out her tongue.
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I soon received another call from Noelle, the hospice nurse, that Mom was now bathed and comfortable in her bed. They hadn’t needed to phone 911, but Morina had saved the day.

Morina pushed everyone outside and then closed the door.  She told me she first went to Mom’s closet and began going through her clothes, telling Mom what she was doing.  This raised Mom’s ire.  Mom told her to stop, and Morina said, “Get up and make me.”  

Next, Morina went to Mom’s dresser and began going through her drawers.  Mom was growing more and more agitated.  Morina laughed and told her, “If you want me to stop, you’ll just have to get up and stop me.”  Mom still sat.

Finally, Morina went to the bathroom and poked her head out and said, “Look!  I’m in your bathroom now!  I’m going to go through all your things in here!”  This had irritated Mom so much that she arose and went to the bathroom.  Morina then ran out of the room, grabbed Noelle and an aide, and the three of them prepped her for the shower.  Mom was bathed and changed.  

Wednesday morning, Mom arose and went back to bed after dressing.
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The RLC came to visit in the early afternoon.  Here is their account:  

It was a frustrating time with Norma yesterday. We got there just after 1 pm, and Norma opened her door for us, greeting us as usual.  Then she decided to lie down on her bed, barely speaking, with eyes closed, as we did our best to coax her to get up.
She was wearing some striped socks.  Okay--but when we found the nice brown shoes for her, after learning (with great effort) that her gray slippers could not fit, Norma took the socks from the shoes, and took off the other socks, putting on the "used" ones.  Okay--no biggie.  We searched for more shoes--oh, how we searched--and Connie found the gray Sketchers under a pile of towels in the bathroom.
We did our darndest to get the Sketchers on Norma, but no shoe horn.  None from a caregiver either (NB. Mom’s shoe horns are in the drawer by the sink) All this struggling was with Norma lying on her side, feet available.  She sat up for awhile during this exercise/ordeal, then back to lying down.

At 2:30 we asked a caregiver for help. She said she would get Morina, who was due back from the music event.  Soon Morina came in, reminded Norma she'd had no dinner, breakfast or lunch--to get up to eat.
More coaxing--Connie set her walker by the bed, to help Norma get up.  After several tries, she did stand UP!  Used the walker to go to the big room for lunch. No shoes on, but no problem.  After 3 by then.
Lunch looked good--stuffed green pepper, with lots of meat, glass of water and cup of coffee. Connie had brought oranges; Jean peeled one for Norma, who showed no interest, and set the pieces artfully on a piece of paper towel.  Norma almost licked her platter clean, including the orange pieces. She did not ask for anything else.
Norma set the WSJ on her lap, later, on the table. A bit before 4 pm we said our goodbyes, with no comment from her, and promised to come visit again. Norma sat quietly. We hope she at least glanced at the newspaper.
It was the saddest visit we have ever had.  Almost no sensible words just phrases spoken in a low voice.  I hope getting some food into Norma gave her a bit of energy.
Connie and Jean always can entertain one another, and we try to involve Norma...sometimes it works.

This is becoming the norm for Mom now.   

After Connie & Jean left, Mom went to bed and stayed there.  

Thursday, Mom arose around 10 and ate breakfast.  She then ate about 10% of her lunch.  After reading the paper, she went back to bed, where she rested - snoring quite loudly.  Around dinner time, she came out, dressed in her sweater, wearing lipstick, purse on her arm, and said, “I’m ready to go now!”  

When asked where she was going, it wasn’t clear she understood.  She then retired to her room and went back to sleep.  

Friday, she arose around 11, ate breakfast, looked at her paper, and then ate a tiny bit of lunch.  Soon, my brother and his wife arrived from Seattle, and they visited with Mom.  Mom wasn’t very talkative, so my sister-in-law got up and left the two of them alone.  That’s when Mom began to converse - albeit in a very low and confused tone.  

After a while, they helped her back to her room where she went back to sleep.  She would not come out later, and remained in her room for the night.  She would not eat that evening, either.

Saturday, Mom was up using the “facilities” when staff checked on her in the morning.  They went back in a short time later to find her on her knees by her bed.  Noelle and I discussed the possibility of a walker for her - it’s on order.   Staff put her in bed and she remained there for the rest of the day, refusing to eat, except breakfast and some yogurt, which were fed to her.

Sunday morning, I received a call around 615am that Mom was, once again, found crumpled in the hallway.  She was returned to bed.  What I’ve also learned is that Mom can no longer support her own weight.  So, I requested Noelle order a wheelchair - which means moving some of her furniture out of her room.

Today, I bought her some new slippers and a new pair of slip-ons that would more easily fit her feet, and would also facilitate easier putting them on and taking them off.  I also showed staff where the shoe horn was.

Mom was fed breakfast, but had a tough time raising herself up; they gave her some methadone which enabled her to move a bit more so it would facilitate this.  Then, she dropped off into a deep sleep.

When I went in to see her, she was fast asleep.  She opened her eyes once or twice, but there was no waking her without her falling back into her slumbers within seconds.  

The concerns here are whether or not she will have another go at being with us, or if this is the final descent into another life.  Arrangements have already begun, just to be on the safe side, and to help ease the situation when it does occur.  

Prayers are most welcome at this juncture.