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A middle aged couples` struggle with one partners` vascular dementia in progress. A journal of their life with debilitating and un-stoppable disease. Sharing the care givers` experiences in an attempt to inform, educate and help others understand the progression of this terrible infliction.



Sunday, 21 May 2017

Paranoia and lies

Apart from the verbal aggressiveness and argumentative outbursts I now also see
some paranoia setting in.
DB`s youngest daughter came to help us with filling in forms for benefits
applications. When she was about to leave us DB came out with the idea of taking
her out for a restaurant meal, despite the fact that we are financially not in good
shape, so really can`t afford to go for such meals out at the moment. He is fully
aware of our situation, but had decided on this meal out without even consulting
me on it. As his daughter knows about our financial circumstances she quickly
tried to deflect his attentions from the subject by saying that she really didn`t have
the time for a meal out right now, but would be willing to join us on one at a later
stage. DB just couldn`t leave it at that and accused us both of conspiring against
him, of treating him with disrespect and not trusting him to make own decisions.
He also claimed that I was making him look stupid in front of his own daughter
stating that we could not afford a meal out. He was firmly put in his place by his
daughter and scolded for treating me unfairly. When Kerry had eventually left he
was too upset to accept eating his evening meal and went to bed with a sore head.
The argument and accusations obviously took an awful lot of energy out of him,
so I eventually had to wake him at 21.30pm to ensure he was going to eat, as loss
of a meal can cause havoc with his diabetic condition. Missing a meal as well as
regular diabetic medication in the evening is also dangerous. I anticipated another
shouting match and more accusations when I had to wake him, but was surprised
to find that he acted quite calm, and must have already forgotten all about earlier
arguments and accusations. He accepted food and even took medication without
delay; persuading him to take all his medications on regular basis and without
delay was something I had recently found quite difficult with him. Placing his
tablets right in front of him and expecting him to take them straight after he had
eaten breakfast was becoming another battle ground. I end up prompting him for
several times before he will actually get around to swallowing the pills. He gets
upset about my 'nagging' and will delay taking the tablets for anything up to an
hour at a time. The same scenario is acted out again usually after dinner in the
evening. If I stop prompting him to take medication he will happily forget all
about it. While I was still working he was often left to make breakfast himself
and that`s when I came home later to find he had not taken his morning tablets.
I then took it upon myself to phone him from work to check that he took it.
Even when he assured me that he had taken them I would still find them where
I had left them, on his little side table next to his lounge chair, when I returned
home at night. It began to worry me sick at times, not knowing weather I would
find him collapsed at home because he`d forgotten to take his meds. So, when
the doctor eventually suggested I`d give up work to be his full time care giver
I was really relieved, knowing I would be there every day to administer all of
his medications. Little did I know then how hard it would become to persuade
DB to take the meds at regular intervals and without delays. All this was now
happening within the last few weeks. The progression of the dementia seems
to be faster than I anticipated. It`s worrying to say the least, and his tendencies
to flair up, tell fibs and make paranoid assumptions seems to have increased
to a certain extend, so that it now makes home life very difficult at times.

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