Needing Advice/Kind Words
Hi all!!!
First off I am 23 years old and I have a father who is 80, he will be 81 in November.
He was diag. a few years ago with Azlhiemers, refused any of the medication because it would take away his driving abilities. Well he progressively got worse, until last June he had a hemmorragic stroke. He was really confused and it seemed to fast track the dementia. I took him under my care, until November when he hit my 2 year old daughter for no reason at all. (Please don't get upset, he didn't realize he did this...He couldn't even remember he did this 5 minutes later. He loves her dearly). I got him put into a rather nice establishment. I think I cried for 2 days straight after making this decision it was the hardest one I have ever had to make, but he started wandering off and getting lost if I went to the bathroom for more than 2min or was in the kitchen cooking dinner. JUst getting agitated, and was really confused all the time.
At the begining of Jan they noticed a decline in his dementia, he started having aggressive outbursts. Sexually addressing residents and nurse's. He hit two people in one weekend 2 weeks ago, and they shipped him to the geriatric pysch unit for eval. They lowered his depacot, and put him on ativan (spelling?) 24/7 to control his behaviour. He came back from the place on Thursday, I went to see him Friday and the CNA who loves him dearly said he didnt look good when he came back. He was voiding in the hallway's, he tried to hit someone the night before even with the medication. I saw him, and he was weak and shakey. Not making any sense, he knew I was his daughter but forgot a few times. Thought my daughter was me as a child, and such. My brother went up later and saw him and he got up and walked a bit with his help. He was really uneasy on his feet, so they wanted him in a wheel chair to hopefully prevent him from falling.
After I left he actually struck a CNA, and they decided to put him on zyprexa. Today when we brought him lunch he was a zombie, my husband had to feed him. I couldn't do it myself, all I could do to stop from crying was run off. He's so thin now and weak, I don't know what to do. I dont know if he being over medicatied or the dementia is progressing so badly this is natural and bound to happen anyway. The dr in the pysch unit explained to me about the body not processing food as well as it should.
I just don't know what to do, It's getting harder and harder and harder to go see him. I was always Daddy's little girl and I am on the verge of tears now everytime I see him or think about how bad he is off. I keep hoping for some miricle drug cocktail someone can suggest to help bring his mind back, take him off of this drug or that one.
My husband says they have to keep him on these medications (he is a nurse and works in a NH on the azlhimers unit at a different facility) for his own safety and the safety of others. That he is so confused and dementia ridden now he could get into a fight with someone and break a hip or possibly severly injure another resident. They are taking all the nessicary precautions, bed alarms,wheel chair, and one on one care for him. Everyone really loved him there when he was first admitted. Said he was a joy to have, sang carried on all the time. And that the 'freakishly tired' I was seeing today was just because they had JUST given him the zyperxia....
Is there anything I can do?
I keep hoping something will happen, maybe he will wake up and snap out of it one day. I know i'm so foolish for thinking this, I just was not ready for this. I'm 23, I just had his first ever grandbaby 3 years ago....I don't know...
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