D D One back....One to go!

Hubby is still lost out there somewhere. :0( 
It was a hellofaday yesterday. I shit you not!
Michelle and I arrived at noon just as his dinner tray arrived. Long story shortened. He knew who  we were, but still did not know that he wasn't home. Michelle got him to eat 2 slices of buttered wheat bread, ice cream, applesauce and he refused the turkey,squash and potatoes. ( taste like shit ) . Dranks some milk and some of the coffee we brought him.  Grandson Ryan arrived and we decided to take him outside to show him his surroundings with his nurses approval. The entire trip from his room, down hallways and into an elevator Micheele would point out these things to him. Same thing once outside (in the shade.) Maybe twenty minutes into this he looked tired so she asked her dad if he wanted to go back in and he said he did.  Traveling from the one building ( where the E.R. is as on weekends it's the only way to enter ) to his building and floor he got worst. Nurses needed a lift to get him back on the bed. B/P was 69/40 something. 
Another long story shortened he was dehydrated. IV fluids were needed...no needle to put one was in his arm...another wait for someone from labs to do it...another wait for his nurse to come and plug it in,etc. Meantime he has no diaper on and after awhile he urinated himself and he became ( at a loss for a word ) and Michelle and I kept struggling to pull out the wet pads and put dry under him. Condom thingie nurses treid to put on him ( he is so sore in that area ) made him wilder. fungal power made him scream and try to get out of his body. It was horrid to watch. His eyes were wild , blank to those of us watching him dart them all around at the ceiling, hands constantly flailing or digging at his face and he DID NOT KNOW US anymore. He had begun chanting and this continued for hours. Frightened and wild eye expression as his body and hands continued to flail and twist.  Doctors on weekend staff that have never seen him before came each time we voiced our concerns. ( Took quite awhile each time of course. ) They all summed it up to Hospital delerium.  Then his B/P would shoot up 189/can't remember, pulse would shoot up over 100 and again a doctor would be called to his room.  Michelle and I would take turns sitting on his bed and taking his hand and talk softly to him trying to calm him down.  I finally asked them about the meds he is on. They STOPPED HIS Gabapentin and OXYCODONE days ago. I called my DIL Deb and had her listen to the horror scene we were witnessing. Drug withdrawals is all she has seen that sounded like what i was describing. Back to the nurse I go, another doctor ( intern ) would come.  No, can't be. When i asked why they were stopped I get we wanted him on as less meds as possible until he was over the Hospital delerium.
His entire body including his face was hypersensitive. The nurse managed to get a tiny pill in applesauce ( seraquill ?) into his mouth, but not without a fight. Now the wait began and an hour later after being told ( give it 25 minutes, give it another twenty ). No change in him.  Another doctor comes at our request. Was given another one. When we left after 10 he was still chanting ya,ya,ya,ya. Just not as loudly. They said they would put a jonny on him, hook his bed alarm up to it and get something on him so he won't be laying in his piss.  His nurses were very nice to us. They are just so short staffed....sigh!  Joanne told me to call her before she goes off duty at midnight. I did. She said he was resting better. 
This morning I called at 7:30 and was told he slept, was still asleep.  Asked her about FOOD getting into him as Deb said he needs protein.  He wouldn't take a pill orally this morning so they are giving him all his meds in his IV.  Told me that the doctor had been in to him and when i come up today we can discuss what their plans to nurish him are, etc. 
I see no nursing home in his near future. Not for rehab anyway. No one would take him like this. My gut feeling is he will never walk again. Maybe get some arm strength back to be able to assist us in lifting himself higher on the bed or to change him. Maybe.......................... 
I WANT HIM BACK from whatever HellHole he is in !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Went to change my bedsheets earlier and my envelopes with the money inside were there at the foot of the bed under the sheet. MISSING was the (one of a kind ....don't shop there often )in this house plastic back that I kept them in.  So someone put the money there for me to find hoping I would think I lost it there. Of course not being in that bag was a dead give away.  I know that it couldn't have been Randy now that took it. He wasn't here yesterday. Then again I really don't know how long it was there under that sheet from Wednesday when I last saw it to Friday evening when I looked for it.  Haven't counted it yet. Been trying to get things done that I feel the need to do ( maybe am putting off the time I return to the hospital as well by doing these things.)  Just quickly counted one envelope and all was there, so I'll assume the rest is.  I will count it, but things are slowing me down. Randy just came to work on the shed and WB came lo and then asking if I knew her return day.  He saw my car gone ( I'm sure he thought she had it and was off some where.)  Pleaded his case after extending his sympathy to what I am going through.  He loves her, blah,blah,blah.  Not coming around to make problems. He needs to talk with her, blah,blah,blah.
   I know Tracie said my Cheryl came for awhile yesterday. Left Tracie who agreed to stay and put the dogs out and watch my house while I was absent from it.  My Cher has stolen from me in the past, but not the present. ( her teenage years)
Tracie....I don't know if she can be trusted either.  I have never had her alone in my home like I have these past few days . Like yesterday when I left and other days since she has slept here when i walk outside to do things and only she is in here.  So it leaves Cher and Tracie as suspects. 
   Gilby came to shower yesterday morning as the oil ran out in his dads house and he called dad and dad said he could wait until Monday for an oil delivery. Nice, F'N NICE of him.  I did not leave Gilby unattended yesterday morning.
HOPEFULLY I have learned my lesson.  Leave NO MORE MONEY laying around. HIDDEN OR OTHERWISE. I shit you not!

At some point this morning I need to call Michelle and have her bring my car back.
I drove into the hospital and she drove my car home in the dark and took it home as I could not have seen to drive her home very well.  
Her husband's dad was brought home and will have 24 hour nursing care.  Next Friday the day of her surgery her hubby has a commitment at a fair in ME ( brings his concession stand ) so he can't be here to drive her to the hospital and home again.   I or Jill will do it.  I don't know how she managed to do what she did yesterday. I imagine she is paying dearly for it today.  sigh!
It's now ten after ten.
Thank you all for your support and encouragement.

That's All Folks!