So here I am at 4.45 am haven been wakened by my Demented Husband at 2.30am.
Twice i gently convinced him to go back to bed but by the third time , having lain sleeplessly for two hours I am feeling Murderous!
He is fully dressed in a smart pair of trousers and a neat Cardigan, the temperature in the house is 25c and he is talking a load of nonsense. I made him a cup of tea and a dish of creamed rice and gave him a tablet to make him sleep. he refused to eat the rice, drank half a cup of tea and took the tablet. I was afraid he would fall off the kitchen chair so I coaxed him to an armchair.
My family thought it would be a good idea to move me into a separate room and went to a lot of trouble to do so. I thought it might help but no he comes and wakes me. (Un fortunately the room cannot be secured)
Now I have the added trouble of trying to get rid of excess furniture.
My whole world is turned upside down by this beastly affliction called Alzheimers/Dementia. No amount of respite care or financial assistance will help me to cope with these night-time terrors. i am sick of people telling me what a great job I am doing caring for this man to whom I have been married for almost 60 years.
No amount of praise will make me feel better. Knowing there are others out there coping with worse things does not ease the pain..