How many older people enter hospital and never leave? Are never aware that the paramedics who carry them from their living-room floor will never bring them back; their secrets, mementos, curios, stashed-away in corners only to be discovered by relatives when clearing-out the house after they have moved-on or died.
Your horns Are, I am afraid to say, too small to be consistent with Alzheimer’s I will need to Consider An alternative diagnosis, Perhaps I can squeeze Something else out of the CT machine, Or, I need to pass you through the MRI And/or A lumbar puncture And Some serology is always worthwhile To exclude,Continue reading “Temporal horns”
I thought I would get back to my origins this morning and write a little about what I am meant to be doing as a doctor. Dementia – most of us hate the word; without mind. Bollocks. The Japanese went as far as changing the name to their version of ‘disease of cognition’ – perhapsContinue reading “Post-diagnostic support in dementia”
Many of you reading this will be familiar with This is me – the person-centred document we have been using in the hospital for the past five or six years. It was originally developed by the Alzheimer’s Society working with the Royal College of Nursing, then, a couple of years ago I got together withContinue reading “This is me (&you)”
Here I go again, moaning about medicine… Well, I can’t help myself this time – I can’t remain shtum and let things go. Now it relates to ‘SDAT’ – does anyone know what that means? Heard the term used in one of the the hallowed assessment units located across our country? In the outpatient clinicsContinue reading “‘SDAT’”