I actually had an even worse night with him last night, the 'evil' men back, and he was all over the place shouting, aggressive and banging on doors with his fists, being rude to me too, to the point where I was thinking of ringing the local psycho geriactric mini hospital. Just as well I didnt bother as I called his nurse this morning to ask if they can do a proper medication review and he told me there is NO 24hr emergency call out for Alzheimers, all you can do is call the police.
Anyway as dawn broke I finally managed to settle him, peppermint tea and some cheese bread, and after went back to bed, Think he must have nodded off in chair too as he was quiet for a few hours. LIke a vampire the monster seems to come out in the dark.
He's been generally peaceful today but still unconvinced these evil 'businessmen' are anything less than real, very successful too apparently having a beautiful shop and workshop - he couldnt say what they made
. They were demanding money from him (for doing something to his bed which he thought they, not he, had moved) and he'd offered the magnificant sum of 80K - god forbid!!! Finally having failed to convince him it was a dream I decided instead to go along with this and said I'd call at the shop and explain we don't need them, and that it was all a mistake because OHs got dementia and had got confused. He was thrilled about this and
bizarrely remembered and wanted details of how it had gone when got back home! So more lies!
At least he seems more relaxed and luckily I managed to find a couple of TV programs which he actually enjoyed this evening so far less pacing about. Hope there is no return tonight.