At 3:30 am Jeni woke me up to tell me Grandpa was roaming the house again. Down the stairs I trudged. There was Grandpa in his long johns searching the kitchen high and low for "something to make him sleep". Translation-liquor. Now grandpa was never a heavy drinker. In fact that was one of the things that made me sure his son was the guy for me. That family didn't drink much.
But Grandpa is late dementia or Alzheimers and he began to have a shot to calm him and make him sleep when most people didn't yet know he had the disease. As the disease progressed he began to try to drink more. However, Grandma, knowing he couldn't remember would just move it on him. After moving in here, he was fine for quite a while without his "night cap".
Right before the plague hit our house in February he started roaming about once a week or so. After our scary incident with him following the flu, I started giving him his nightcap tucked in his juice with his pills. Everything has been very fine until this last week.
Beginning on Thursday he just never went to sleep. Finally on Saturday night I got him to sleep the whole night by using an over the counter sleep aid, but Sunday night he was back to roaming the house again. By last night I was giving him a shot of NyQuil, a shot and 1/2 of his "juice", ibuprofen, his sleep aid and ya know what? Nothin!
I was up at 3:30 with him. I finally gave him a Tylenol 3 which is Adele's pain pill for her hip. That knocked him out for only 4 hours.
This morning he was up too bright and early and grouchy. Not a surprise. He was disoriented . Not a surprise.
Grandma was grouchy and disoriented. Yippee Skippee!
The day did improve. After lunch they had a very nice conversation. He asked a lot about the past. By late afternoon thought the agitation had set in again and he was getting pretty dillusional.
Meanwhile the doc finally called with a mild psycotropic drug for sleep, agitation and dillusions.
By 7 he was slurring and staggaring so I gave him his meds a bit early. No night caps allowed with this drug.
It is now 8:43. He shows no sign of getting sleepy. He has, however, stopped pacing and talking gibberish. He isn't saying much of anything at this point so maybe bedtime is not too far off.
9:22 Not tired yet. He is, however, relaxing and much more coherant.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
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