DH had a very bad day yesterday. I didn't know from minute to minute who I was. In the morning he started arguing with me, almost violently. In fact I tried to walk past him at one point and he body blocked me, so I almost fell over. He was going to call the cops because I was stealing his car. I just knew I had to get out of the house, so I went to church, although I didn't stay for the service, Just asked our priest to pray for me this week. Anyway, I went to the bakery and brought back some treats for him, and he was delighted, ate and went back to bed. Off and on all day, I was either Chris or mom.... I couldn't keep track. AT 11 I said i was going to bed, and he did come in with me and took his pills. A few hours later, he had a bad dream, and told me to go sleep somewhere else. I of course went to the guest room. I wonder if this is a new thing of having to sleep in a different room. I'd rather he moved that me, but what can you do. LOL.
I'd be afraid to stay in the same room. Afraid he'd wake up and think you were an intruder or etc. Especially is there is even a hint of potential violence. Here, DH is up and down all during the night, he is beginning not to know me either but even with strangers he isn't alarmed or fearful. He meets any stranger as a friend welcomes anyone who shows up at our door..Its a nervewracking issue either way. You might fix that guest room into a wonderful haven..the unpredictability of things is just TOO unpredictable. if that makes any sense
Out of the clear blue two nights ago, DH, on his way to bed said " I'm going back now". I said ok I'll be along later..( that is the usual banter) and he then added " don't hurry"..so I sent the cat instead. Funny thing,he is more attentive to the cat than to me anyway these days.
I can recall my mom waking up and getting upset because she did not know my dad..she kicked him out of her room. There were many times she didn't know him and others when she did.
Tonight dh was insisting -- as often -- that he needed to go find his wife Jeanette and that I should help him find his jacket (I had hidden it), open the front door (I had locked it), make his bicycle work (I keep it chained up and he doesn't understand why it won't go) and help him get out the front gate (I had closed it with a little button on the intercom that he has forgotten about). I said (as usual) "But I'm Jeanette, I'm your wife and I'm right here." DH: Laughs and says, No, you're not my wife. So I got out the wedding pictures and we had a good time looking at them together. He identified me "That's you" and himself on the pictures and agreed that it was our wedding. Looked at pictures for quite a while. DH: "Now let's put the pictures away because I have to go find my wife." Eventually I convinced him it was time for a bath and once in the bedroom with the curtains drawn it was all OK. In the morning it will be all right. Evenings are the restless time.
I have tried the photo business, doesn't work, and I can't insist I'm chris because he'll tell me I'm a 'd--n ' liar. he was going to call the cops on Sunday AM becuase i was stealing his car. Last nite he knew me, this morning NO. sometimes I change in the middle of a car ride. suddenly, I'm no longer chris.
I haven't had that happen for quite awhile but it really throws us for a loop when it happens, doesn't it? First time he thought I was his mother, second time he just didn't know who I was. Sometimes when I go to the nursing home, I'll be pushing him in his wheelchair and one of the aides will say to him "Who's that pretty lady behind you?" I always hold my breath for what he's going to say. So far, so good.
Chris, My HD threw me out of the bedroom a few months ago. He said me & the puppy kept him awake. I moved into the guest room & Iike it that way!! Just bought me a new quilt, curtains, scatter rug, etc. I only sleept in his room when we had company. Actualy I think I would prefer the sofa next time.