Living with an Early-onset Dementia Diagnosis
Groundhog Day, a merry-go-round . . . it all fits. And it all continues.
M is still sitting in the emergency room at the local hospital, sedated, and I’m getting more and more pressure every day to bring him home. And there is NO WAY – he CANNOT come home. Continue reading “Second Verse, Same as the First”
Where to begin with what has transpired in the last few days/weeks?
M remained in the behavioral health unit at the hospital, no availability in the memory care facilities that were willing to accept a 59-y/o dementia patient (although they DID accept my $1000 deposit EACH to put him on their waiting list) and M’s medications remained sedation and anti-psychotic drugs. For a dementia patient. Continue reading “If I Had a Million Dollars”
And the frustration continues . . .
You know, if this were a movie, no one would believe this plotline. It’s really too far fetched to be real.
As of this writing, M has been in the behavioral health unit of the emergency department of a local hospital for 22 days. He was discharged by the psychiatrist (“discharged from a psychiatric perspective” is the phrase I keep being told) 13 days ago. But the behavior that caused him to be placed in the behavioral health unit hasn’t changed. Continue reading “This Squeaky Wheel is Rolling”