I hate nights like these.
He's locked in the downstairs loo saying I've told him he's got to go to Oxford.
He then says its his money and he's got to go to pay for the volume and I should ring the woman off the telly and she'll explain.
I'm worrying because I keep hearing him run water in sink and fiddling with things.
.....
No 50 minutes into this episode, he's now washed and dressed.(02:50hr)
There's no reasoning with him, he's humming and whistling and pottering round. Do I get dressed too? Or just try to sleep? I've got the keys to house by me so he can't get out.
I get cross with the dementia. It's s hard to separate it and say its not him it's the dementia that's being thoughtless and unreasonable.
I've explained to him what time of night it is and dementia doesn't care. It's reasonable to the dementia to put all the lights on and search for that thing in the middle of the night and whitsle . It doesn't matter that anyone else might like to sleep. And it never says sorry.
When dementia kicks in he doesn't care and it hurts. People keep saying dont take it personally but thats easy when its not you thats being told you did stuff, said things that you didn't say.
I wish I could open his head and pull the dementia out and have my lovely, kind man back.
He's locked in the downstairs loo saying I've told him he's got to go to Oxford.
He then says its his money and he's got to go to pay for the volume and I should ring the woman off the telly and she'll explain.
I'm worrying because I keep hearing him run water in sink and fiddling with things.
.....
No 50 minutes into this episode, he's now washed and dressed.(02:50hr)
There's no reasoning with him, he's humming and whistling and pottering round. Do I get dressed too? Or just try to sleep? I've got the keys to house by me so he can't get out.
I get cross with the dementia. It's s hard to separate it and say its not him it's the dementia that's being thoughtless and unreasonable.
I've explained to him what time of night it is and dementia doesn't care. It's reasonable to the dementia to put all the lights on and search for that thing in the middle of the night and whitsle . It doesn't matter that anyone else might like to sleep. And it never says sorry.
When dementia kicks in he doesn't care and it hurts. People keep saying dont take it personally but thats easy when its not you thats being told you did stuff, said things that you didn't say.
I wish I could open his head and pull the dementia out and have my lovely, kind man back.