My grandson came today to take me shopping. We tried to talk DH into going with us but he said he just didn't want to go. Maybe he'd go for a drive later in the day.
We got back about 2 hours later. Grandson was sweeping the patio and sidewalk. I was putting away the groceries.
DH told me he didn't like that guy I'd sent to take him driving. What guy? He didn't know his name. Who was he? Did he come inside. What did he look like, etc. etc. He didn't know. All he knew was that he told the guy he didn't have any money and wasn't going to go with him. I told him that was good and that he souldn't go anywhere with anyone unless I knew where he was going because it made me worried. He said he didn't want to make me worry and he wouldn't go anywhere unless I knew. Whew! Very scarey!!!
That's all the conversation I could get out of him. Scared me to death. I don't know for sure if he imagined it. if it was a salesman and he dreamed up the story or what.
Anyway, I guess I won't be able to leave him here alone any more. Which is kind of sad because he seems to like being left alone.
I was really hoping this day wouldn't come but in the back of my mind I was afraid something like this would happen. Is there a name for it? Has anyone out there had anything like this happen to them or their DO?
Mawzy.....I ran out to the grocery store today and when I got back my DH said some man was here and was trying to take the vacuum cleaner. I had started vacuuming and left it out because I was not finished. I knew no one had been here so I just ignored it. Later he told me again and said he told the man he couldn't take it. Believe me when I say nobody would want this worn out cleaner. There has been several times that he tells me things somebody said and they are things I have said to him. So I just look over it. There is something new every day. I thought when I got this age I could sit on the front poarch and ROCK.
The trouble is that about 6 months or so ago, we came home and a couple of girls were sitting on our front porch. They said they were looking for Ashley. Ashley said she lived in a green house with a red door. That's our house. The girls engaged us in conversattion for a few minutes and then they had to leave to get back to school. When we went into the back yard, the screens had been popped and our ladder was up at our upstairs window. They had climbed into our bedroom. Nothing was taken. But the police did see their tracks across the backyard.
If that hadn't happened, I probably wouldn't think anything of it. Just figure it was part of the disease. But he is so vulnerable now--I just am wondering what happened. you're probably right. I wonder if i need to call his doctor.
And then I was right here,in the batrhroom. Middle of the day. Came out and as entered the dining room headed to the living room saw DH standing in the middle of the living room with a man, chatting. Turns out some company was doing home improvements in the area and sent a couple men around doing a little door-to-door contact work. After I told him we weren't in the market he left. Asked DH who he was. DH said he thought the guy looked familiar.
Sometimes these things are real--sometimes not. I don't leave my DH alone at all if I can help it, anymore. If it must be so, it's less than about 1/2 hour.
Thank you. Scarey, isn't it. I won't be leaving him home alone again. I don't drive so if I go somplace with a friend, he'll have to go with me. I'll just have to think up something that he has to help me with. That might do it. My poor brain is really getting a workout.
something happened like this last year I got a cll at work from my husband wanting his social security number he couldn't remember it ask him why said he n eeded it to give to the lady on the front porch.I came home right away and she had him signed up for all kind of phone equipment wanting money. She would not leave when asked I had to call the police . It was very scary I never left him alone again. He was trying to feed her, she was very sneaky even after we explained he had Alz. she wouldn't leave till the police came...
About a year ago,a young man came to our door selling magazines. DH invited him into our living room. He gave some song and dance about doing it to get into an honor society. I listened to his spiel and told him we were not interested. When he left, I asked DH not to invite strangers into our home. Several weeks later, I read about a scam involving some young people selling magazines. i try not to leave DH alone for long. But, it gets hard. Sometimes, I need a break.
I know maryd. We just have to have some freedom from all this confinment. Thankfully we are on a private road and don't see these sales people. DH would not hear the door if someone did come.
Did I tell you about him going outside one night about 3-4 a.m. to do 'something' that needed doing. I didn't hear him. I found out about it when I went to let Noche upstairs at 6 am. Noche was gone. Couldn't find him. DH told me he'd let him out earlier when he went outside. He sleeps in his shorts and it was probably down to 28 degrees outside. So, I'm in the process of getting a deadbolt.
And then, today, our hairdresser came to see us. We are leaving on a trip in a couple of weeks and we both needed to be tidied up. She told me DH's hair was really dirty, he has cradle cap and his ears are not clean.
I've been having so much trouble getting him to take a shower. Now, there will be no choice. I take a shower eery night and all I have to do is figure out a way to 'entice' him to take a nice warm shower with me. Then, I will take care of the matter myself.
Let me see. I think I still remember how to do that. :)