D D The FUN begins .....again!

Hospital delirium that is. sighhhhhhhh Called him after I posted this morning and he told me he was in a bar last night. He got indignent at one time saying that it was a hell of a way to do business as they dispensed him his meds there. Then in almost the next breath he told me he was in grandson Ryan's kitchen. ( he has nver been to Ryan's abode.)  He saw his daughter Michelle in the diningroom and began yelling out to her. AND I MEAN YELLING! HEY MICHELLE....then again, HEY MICHELLE. Then he said, " I don't know why she isn't answering me." It was a nurse and she finally after some more HEYS came into his room. He handed her the phone to show me that it was Michelle, cause I said to him "are you playing games with me "in a teasing tone of voice and I told her what was going on. Hospital delirium.  She got his doctor ( a Dr Lopresti ) Dr.Foo is on vacation and I explained to him what was happening. We had a good talk, including that gray matter his EKG's show in his brain and he mentioned personality changes as well as other things that occur , which prompted me to tell him about the Jill situation. He mentioned having a psychiatrist see him at a later date and I told him that would be a NO GO with hubby as others have tried it.  We hung up.....I will call hubby back when i thinl the doctor is through seeing him.  I ASKED.....he won't be coming home today. B/P is all over the place and potassium still isn't under control either. They...do not know what is going on. sighhhhhhhhhh
Now...I will call Michelle and let her know what is going on. Maybe a call from her will help. BBL

Couldn't reach her, Called hubby at noon on the dot. " Lunchtime", I said to him. Out of his mouth came, " hey,,,can you get me some clothes? I'm tired of running around naked."
Now I'm thinking like...he's in bed??? HUH? So I ask him where he's at. I asked him where he was. "Sitting in a chair", he replied. So I'm like thinking...he is sitting in one of those nice lounge chairs for patients and fools like me that have slept the night in them., BUT to be sure, I asked "where." At Ryans, he exclaimed. He built a beautiful house right next door to Michelles. I asked him if anyone was with him. Yeah, Ryan. So he calls out to him and when that person ( I'm assuming ) that was cleaning his room got closer to him, I heard him say "oh it's not Ryan. It looked like him."  I asked him who else was there. Long story short and some I've forgotten ....a nurse came on the phone. I asked if she had heard anything he said. Oh yeah,,,we have been listening to him, she said. My next words to her were, "should I just let him rest and not talk to him?" She agreed.  I said, let's just let him think we got disconnected then and hung up.  SO...that's where I'm at now....doing a little bit of cleaning in my bedroom and wondering how long should I wait before I call him again. BBL

Tried several more times and the phone was not answered. Then I would call the nurses station and be told that he was sleeping.
Sometime around six p.m. a woman that spoke broken English answered his phone. I was thinking that I had dialed the wrong number because she sounded like she was wary of who I was. I think I even asked if I had dialed the wrong number. " Well who did you wish to speak to", she asked. My husband, I replied. "His name", she inquired.  It was only then, that I was informed...."he's sleeping.."
Nine p.m., I again tried to talk to him. Same woman answered and we went through the same thing. ??????????????????????????????????? I'm thinking ....sleeping......still ????????????????? I asked her who she was and she told me she was sitting with my husband. "Would you like to talk to a nurse", she asked?  It was then that I learned that hubby had been having a difficult day ( very agitated ) is how the nurse described him) and this agitation began around 11:30 the night before. He had been trying to get out of bed....yadda,yadda,yadda. ( NOW...that makes sense, cause when I did talk to him earlier he complained about the fucking alarms that keep going off on beds. I was thinking that he was speaking of other patients beds in other rooms as he is in a 4 bed room by himself. He has the Mercer thing again and has to be isolated or with other patients like himself. )
In trying to get a little more info...I learn.... in the agitated state he was in...he was beyond being given Seraquil and had been given Halidol.   HOLY SHIT....from what I remember of the last time he was OFF THE WALL and was given Seriquil )that's some AGITATION then! sighhhhhhhhh
He can't/couldn't be left alone.
I sit here now worrying and wondering if I should pack an overnight bag , a book or two and head there as soon as the morning traffic dies down.  I have spent the night in that lounge chair before and before I learned that I could...I slept out in the parking lot in my car in the freezing cold before a big surgery...WHICH WAS BEFORE this  SHIT with Jill. Would I sleep in a freezing cold car now.? ????????????????????????

I hear Butchie. He left here last night Bull Shit and it sounds like he is still BULL SHIT!  Logan had asked if his friend Kenny could sleep over and Gil suggested that she give Logan and Kenny her big bed and sleep in his twin bed. "Where's that leave me" dumbass asked her.  Later Kenny called and asked his mom and was denied....and dumbass didn't hear /catch THAT and left. :0)  The 50 cent sign in thing at the VFW I reminded her of again yesterday. She went there after he left ...had two drinks and came home. WORD traveled cause I hear him throwing the VFW up to her. I don't hear a word out of her mouth. She won't argue with him. Does not and never did want to incite him and escalate things. Just lets him rant on and on. Eventually she will ask him to leave, saying if you are so unhappy with me, JUST LEAVE. Haven't heard him tell her that she is a worthless piece of shit yet again for the umpteenth time. Then again, I'm not listening to everything he says. He is trying to make her feel ashamed by telling her something his daughter  Alex said or asked him the other day.
Boo Hoo....asshole!

In twenty minutes it will be seven a.m. I'll call then.

It's Logans last day of school . A half day. THEN dad is taking him on a hike or bike ride on Purgatory Hill.  Oh yeah....the bonding thingie..... just like with Gil. You and I together ......UNTIL ...he moves there.  Oh well....what will be, will be.  I've known this day would come when Logan was thirteen, BUT it doesn't make it any easier for me). The court told him last time that he asked for custody of Logan ( 4 or 5 years ago ) DO NOT ENTERTAIN THE THOUGHT OF CUSTODY UNTIL HE IS THIRTEEN.  Which means the SIL from Hell will ask Jill right out to give him custody as he did with their son Gil and they go to court to change custody OR he will fight her for custody and Logan will be made aware that his mother is giving his dad a hard time and is standing in the way of him and dad having a grand old life together.  BAD MOTHER  sighhhhhhhhh
She has ADMITTED VOLUNRAILY herself that she did the wrong thing by not fighting to keep custody of Gil....let's see what she does this time.

I went to the VFW after five p.m.  Paid my 50 cents and signed my name. Asked for a diet coke. Sat at a table alone and drank it and left. 
Even...BETTER YET....I went to the chiropractors at 4:30p.m.  and got adjusted and was scolded by my old boss for being away so long. (over 3 months ) YEAH...I'm some kind of mascochist! I shit you not! My co-worker ( office manager ) called me and told me they were all worried about me and to please come in and get adjusted. 
Wasn't the first time..........it's my pattern. :0( Shame on me. FREE CARE and I suffer instead of putting forth that little extra to call, make an appointment and go the 1 mile on a little traveled road from my house to the office, IDIOT...is what I am!

(((hugs)))

That's All Folks!