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dad had a turbulent wk/end with violence and depression and we emotionally and lack of sleep all suffered but to day hes his old self when for a hour drive and he was OK.just hope we have a good night tonight. i slept very well so the day has been good for all. spoke to a few support group and Jo Jones marvelous women so helpful and reassuring so happy days all round.
very bad evering but from 1.30 this morning we all got some sleep last night i got 5 hours and it feels like the longest lay in and have a thick and muggy head this morning not use to so much sleep lol na d dads ok had the physo out this morning and had a laugh with them now waitin 4 the nurse to do the dressings 4 this leg ulecr then gong to have a ride to new ronmey thats if the nurse hurry,s up
well dads rage lasted for 2 hours now hes is his tears now and is the loving gentleman i no as my farther. i never have been any good with rollercoasters and this is a very emotionel one and hard to handle
MY FIRST BLOG PLEASE SOMEOME REPLEY SO I NO IM NOT ALONE.my dads in the middles stages of vascula dementia he thinks im a germen and keeping him a prisoner ? we moved to a smaller property 3 yrs ago and dosn,t remember this as his home and the things im called and am acussed of doing cut me to the core when he come out of one of his turn he,s very tearfull. im stuck as to now what to do for the best docter said he will have good and bad days and just have to ride them out,he don,t reconize my mother ...