Dementia-2

Another day gone by. They are all the same. I do not even know when they pass. I get up and get a shower, then lay back down to sleep some more. I get up for what they call breakfast, then I sit down read the paper. Then I lay back down again.

Now what, someone is here to give me my pills. Didn't I just get these pills, oh no breakfast again but it is something like chicken why are they giving me chicken for breakfast. I need to drink my protein drink and eat my ice cream (I know it is not really ice cream but I will try to please them and eat it). Then someone comes in to tell me that they want me to go to a special activity but i do not want to go. I need my family to go with me what will my kids think when they come here and can't find me. So I will wait here for them.

Wow am I ever sleepy I think I will lay for awhile. Oh no they are now telling me it is evening. Isn't it morning? Why am I getting pills again. I think they are trying to drug me. That is why I have this thing called Dementia , they are drugging me. I need to get out of here , I need my daughter I will call her to come for me. I ask the nurse to help me they ignore me tell me they don't know what I am talking about. I called the number that my daughter gave me she does not answer. I unplug the alarm under me and get my wheelchair and walk out the hall. Of course I am getting yelled out again and told that I cannot do that . Why can't I walk down the hall I am only looking for someone I know.

Here comes my daughter thank God. She tells me it is evening and that I am confused. Why am I going crazy? Why do I feel like I am loosing my mind? I ask her why the Dr. cannot give me something to help me. She wants to enjoy our visit but I can't I am so nervous. Is this where I live now? I never thought this would happen to me.

I was just told I am getting a roommate. Does that mean that she is going to be getting in my things. I am not letting anyone get into my drawers and closet. My daughter tells me to be friendly that this lady may be scared also coming to the home. What am I now the babysitter. They won't even let me walk how can I babysit. My daughter tells me just to be friendly it will be ok. I hope and pray she is right.

Ok she is here and she has thrown all her stuff on the bed. I can tell she is going to be a slop. I do not like anything out of place. Oh no was that my closet she was looking into I will put her in the right place from the beginning. Now she is upset I would never upset anyone , now I have everyone telling me that I need to be nice I don't remember being mean. Why would I be mean? Well I will try harder tomorrow. If I still have my mind that is.