He is actually physically doing well but his agitation and lying about lack of care coupled with inability to see those of us he is familiar with has made all of this unbearable to me. He called me last night at 2300, saying that no one came to see him including staff since 10:30 in the morning when they "dumped off some breakfast." I don't know what to do about his phone. He is now calling at all hours of the day. He also has a landline and I am afraid he may start calling 911.
As someone with GAD, when it amps up (like the last year!!) I cannot concentrate, I'm antsy and angry a lot, and that's NOT my usual personality. My psych doc said he was shoveling Valium like it was tic-tacs this past year. I actually started having heart palpitations and am on a beta blocker for that. Anxiety is horrible. Keeping it under control is a challenge, and if I were locked in a facility--I'd be completely crazed.
When daddy was completely bedridden, he had to be sedated all day--or he would try to get up and falls were a worry. Mild sedation was our saving grace!
, letters and cards from other family members are coming in. We will be able to visit early next week. Thank you for checking in!