My husband, who has vascular dementia, needs to find a loo all the time when we go out. I am sure this is a nervous thing, and have spoken to his doctor, who agreed this was likely and gave him some tablets that can be taken in advance of planned day trips. At home, he is not dashing to the loo all the time.
Since he no longer drives, he hardly leaves home unless with me, and this does not happen that often. He thinks he would like to go on outings etc if we discuss them in advance. Then the moment we are off, he starts worrying about loos, and apparently genuinely is in need of them. He said it is the motion of the car, but as he drove for a living between London and Nepal for decades, it is unlikely he would have survived beyond Dover if the internal combustion engine makes his internal workings go haywire.
I don't like never going out with him, in the way we used to, so today we were going to a town about 10 miles away to buy a replacement coffeemaker. We were diverted by closed roads, and by the time we had got back to the right road he said he would rather go home, for the usual reason.
Do I keep trying to get him out, with more preplanning in pill form, or is dragging him off on expeditions or any sort more trouble than it is worth? He thinks he wants to do these things, and I feel bad about not including him. And of course he does not remember what happened last time.
Since he no longer drives, he hardly leaves home unless with me, and this does not happen that often. He thinks he would like to go on outings etc if we discuss them in advance. Then the moment we are off, he starts worrying about loos, and apparently genuinely is in need of them. He said it is the motion of the car, but as he drove for a living between London and Nepal for decades, it is unlikely he would have survived beyond Dover if the internal combustion engine makes his internal workings go haywire.
I don't like never going out with him, in the way we used to, so today we were going to a town about 10 miles away to buy a replacement coffeemaker. We were diverted by closed roads, and by the time we had got back to the right road he said he would rather go home, for the usual reason.
Do I keep trying to get him out, with more preplanning in pill form, or is dragging him off on expeditions or any sort more trouble than it is worth? He thinks he wants to do these things, and I feel bad about not including him. And of course he does not remember what happened last time.