Sleepless Nights, Confusing Days

Saturday my sister came up for an overnight, and later my brother stopped by after skiing. My sister went with Mom and Dad to my Aunt's house down the road for dinner. Sis reported back to me later that Mom was very difficult the whole time. Mom's "sundowners" was peaking when my sister arrived at four-thirty, and apparently, it continued on through the whole night. Dad got very little sleep that night as Mom rose from bed several times, wandering around the living room.

Dad got to church and I went next door at about eleven-thirty on Sunday morning to see how it was going. Sis was a bit overwhelmed - Mom was still undressed and sleeping on the couch. We got her up and dressed and fed her an egg and juice and Ensure and a little fruit. Eventually, she ended up back on the couch. Hearing of the bad night before, I decided to stay home from my gig that afternoon so that I could assist Dad, knowing he was exhausted. He was grateful for that. I stayed until about six, then went back over from seven until eight-thirty, after we put her to bed. That night, she stayed in bed and Dad got to catch up on a little sleep.

Monday I went over at one in the afternoon, after I did my down town errands. Mom was okay for a while, dozing in her usual spot, and I read to her from "Little Women" as Dad ran off to do his errands. But then around two in the afternoon, she started up again.. restless, wanting to go home, moving from couch to chair to bed, moaning. She settled down a little when Dad got back around three-thirty, but that didn't last too long, even with a short jaunt outside, up and down the driveway a couple of times. At pill time, she was still agitated, but eventually, she settled back down, and I, somewhat reluctantly, left around four-thirty. I did feel guilty, but I kept my fingers crossed that she wouldn't be too much trouble the rest of the night.

April 11, 2011

April 11, 2011

Naturally, this morning at eight I received an email from Dad saying that she was, once again, up and down all night. He had a tough time getting her to settle into bed.. and once again, lost a lot of sleep.

I'm about to head over there now at eleven and try and keep her up and moving as much as possible so that maybe she'll be more apt to sleep through out the night tonight. I know I'm feeling like pulling my hair out, so I can only imagine how tired and frustrated Dad is.

Hopefully today or tonight we'll get a call from the evaluating nurse for an appointment on Wednesday to see if she'll qualify for long term hospice help. This would, in theory, I hope, provide more assistance. Wednesday night, their friend Debra (the hospice nurse who works for the agency servicing us now) has committed to an overnight (as a friend, "off the clock," God bless her!) so that Dad can get a full night's rest in another bed. We'll see how that works out!