well That was an epic and stressful day. We are now finally home and all comatose on the sofa. So he was okay when we got there.we had quite a nice chat but he said he was lonely so I gently suggested that maybe the time had come to live somewhere with lots of company. I had earlier spoken to the care home to find out if they’d take him for respite, just in case. They said yes (they are absolutely lovely) but he’d have to be properly willing as they can’t risk him trying to leave over Christmas. He agreed the home was very nice and the people were lovely but we agreed that yes, it would be a wrench. So, we went to the pub met my niece and did birthday presents. I don’t know if it was because my niece and I were chatting and not paying him attention but suddenly his mood switched. Head down, I don’t want to live another year, I want to die, can’t I come for Christmas (I say there’s no spare bed, “I’ll buy a bed”), I don’t want my food, I don’t want another drink. I had to keep pretending to go to the loo as I was almost having a panic attack. I seem to be the only one he directs this at. So we get back in the car (leaving 5 largely uneaten meals) and he cheers up again! Lots of bustling about at home, tea, cake and I managed to go next door to see his neighbour. The whole family are so kind and gave offered lots of help, getting him to day centres, calling the police if he tries to drive etc. They even offered to have him for Christmas lunch! Then the list arrived - another red bill - so I made him come to the high street and made him walk miles (he claims he can’t walk but he can). Got shopping AND went to talk to pharmacist and picked up his new prescription with donepizil. By the time we left he was smiling and happy. Not how I expected the day to end. I’ve asked the Carers to go in twice a day now and I’m going to hit the phones looking for community transport and befrienders and daycare. I’m going to try and have a big group email with the adult grandchildren as well to see if they can do a bit more ringing etc. My sister is keen for them not to be involved but I think we need more help.
And as he’d parked his car in the middle of the shared drive I moved it and put his handbrake on as hard as I possibly could. I’ve written on his notice board that the unhelpful GP has banned him from driving along with the DVLA so I’m hoping it’ll break the notion that my poor brother in law has done this to him. okay, crisis over for tonight hoping for a good nights sleep before tomorrow’s crisis hits. Night all.