she screws up her face into this horrible looking expression that looks like she will start physically slapping. She acts like a 2 year old at times. Even at Rehab, she is something else. I know there were times in her home that she didn't eat or drink liquids and refused to turn on a fan; it costs money. she was dehydrated several times at the hospital.
She also peed her pants in the chair or bed several times and refused to change clothes after a week. that was a big fight to get tthem changed.
Right now she is wearing adult diapers and gets changed daily and washed up at rehab. She is in AC even when temps hit 105'. I think she had heat exhaustion besides dehydration since she slept almost 24/7. The dog didn't get to go outside either. I've had her entire main floor cleaned up, sanitized, the material things washed at my home, I spray it every day that I go to check the house to keep it fresh smelling w/o fans or AC.
I do not know what the outcome of rehab will be, either come home to home health care which she keeps saying I don't want any strangers in my house, or to my home and I will hire one to be there, or assisted living which I will never hear the end of that she won't forget or forgive.
giving me a hard time taking care of my mom and my husband wasn't supportive and I just started crying and was suicidal and my friends had me admitted to the psych ward and I'm glad they did. I cried for the first 3 days I was there. I needed the break. I'm much better now. I'm glad I had friends that were there for me.
starting to become physical when very agitated - grabbing my arms or shoulders. He wasn't trying to hurt me, but it was a little painful and a lot scary. He was having overwhelming feelings of doom that I was very ill and needed immediate medical attention or I'd die. He was trying to physically move me into action, thinking he was saving me from certain death, so it was scary for him, too. He is now on an increased dosage of one of his meds, which has helped him, and we have an in-home companion a couple hours each day, which has helped us both. So far, no repeats of the grabbing or the doomsday feelings that precipitated it. SO... this wasn't the "straw" to break my back, but it could've been if we hadn't found a way to eliminate that anxiety and the resultant behavior.