I can't remember the last time I posted here but a lot has happened since then. He's punched me several times, police called, memory clinic upped meds and now on Risperidone. Moods were OK for quite a while but have started to deteriorate in last few weeks. More shouting, fist shaking, abusive language etc etc. Young chap from memory clinic calling every 2 weeks now just to check we are ok.
Physically he's not very good. We have bed wetting now on a regular basis at least 3 times a week. Today I caught him poo-ing on the floor in the garage??? That was a new one and I did tell him it's not acceptable but he said it wasn't him. I have to laugh or I'd cry all day, every day. Each evening we go through the same thing of him wanting to go home. When I ask him what address, he says the address where we are but he won't /doesn't accept it. We go thro it half a dozen times before he quietens. It's like Groundhog Day.
His youngest son died in February at 50 yrs old. I was very close to him and absolutely devastated. Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on how you look at it, he doesn't seem to realise.
It's hard to stay cheerful 24/7. His family do less to help now than they used to. His other son did used to take him off for a few hours but doesn't do that now. He does work but has plenty of free time just doesn't want the responsibility I guess so I cope on my own. No sympathy wanted it's my job but I'm so tired.
Physically he's not very good. We have bed wetting now on a regular basis at least 3 times a week. Today I caught him poo-ing on the floor in the garage??? That was a new one and I did tell him it's not acceptable but he said it wasn't him. I have to laugh or I'd cry all day, every day. Each evening we go through the same thing of him wanting to go home. When I ask him what address, he says the address where we are but he won't /doesn't accept it. We go thro it half a dozen times before he quietens. It's like Groundhog Day.
His youngest son died in February at 50 yrs old. I was very close to him and absolutely devastated. Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on how you look at it, he doesn't seem to realise.
It's hard to stay cheerful 24/7. His family do less to help now than they used to. His other son did used to take him off for a few hours but doesn't do that now. He does work but has plenty of free time just doesn't want the responsibility I guess so I cope on my own. No sympathy wanted it's my job but I'm so tired.