I've posted before about my Dad's increasing paranoia focussed on our "evil" neighbour. We finally managed to get him into the GP last week, the GP was very worried and prescribed Olanzapine and has asked the consultant psychiatrist to visit. And we thought that was a bad day. Well less than a week later we hit crisis point today. Dad has been working himself up more and more, the Olanzapine seems to be having little effect. This morning things took a new twist - the latest claim is that the neighbour has drilled a hole in the bathroom wall, and pointed an extractor fan into out bathroom, to direct damp air and grow mildew there. I heard him shouting at poor Mum about this - there was of course nothing wrong. He then called me down to see "the damage". he just went on and on about it, and well sadly I felt as though a big dam had burst inside and I just yelled "You have been going on and on and on and on about this, you never stop, there is nothing wrong anywhere and you are driving me insane with it!" I felt I had to get away and ran out of the house. Both Mum and I were in floods of tears, we went over to our neighbour who called our doctor. He has said to double the Olanzapine and has said we will get the pysch. today (no sign yet) or tomorrow. I spent two hours on the neighbour's sofa shaking all over before I finally calmed down enough to come back home. Dad has been absolutely relentless in his paranoia, he never quits or forgets and keeps on finding "new things" to badger us with. I'm pretty much at the end of my tether with it, it is making Mum's Parkinson's worse and the stress is giving me awful stomach cramps and eczema.