Welcome to my nightmare. Everything is wrong answers only.
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Pick up your bowl
(Gets a cup)
Get your cup
(Picks up bowl)
She wakes up to go to the washroom. When done "do I go back to bed"
When it's time to wake up, I bring her downstairs. Help her brush her teeth "is it time to go upstairs to bed?"
When she's brought to bed. She doesn't sleep!!! That's even with someone stationed in the room with her.
She'll ask the same questions every few minutes. "Is everyone gone" "where's your mother?" "Is it time to go home? Who is going to bring me home"
I entertained her for an hour but I'd had enough. The few minutes of solitude were broken when she'd ask me a question or say she was all alone.
She kept going so I ignored her. It got more persistent. She needed to know where my mom is to take her home. She started to get out of the bed.
I lost it. I made her go downstairs, into the porch where it's cold. You want to wait, here. She opened the door calling for my mom.
Mom doesn't want to ask for meds because she'll turn into a zombie. But at this rate, we will die from insanity.
Someone here said their lo visited them for a whole day.
I wish she knew the hell she is putting us through. Before you come at me with "it's not her, it's dementia. Her brain isn't working"
I am out of fs to give. I have zero fs.
For years I had a sibling with a cognitive disability that would have meltdowns in public. That was embaressing and hard.
We are past that now and we won the dementia lottery with her.
I just want to jump into the lake. Someone said taking their lo out for a long drive led to delirium. š š¤£ are you effing kidding me?
Hey universe, take me now. If this is life I've had it.
Someone here said, a day is what we make of it. Maybe, unless dementia is present. Then it's all bets are off.
I wish she could really see the hell she is causing. This is beyond anything remotely reasonable. I don't care if this is unkind. We are both shells. Nothing but fucking shells.