Anxiety Support Group
Anxiety is a physical condition marked by intense and persistent feelings of distress, fear, angst or dread. General anxiety caused by routine day-to-day stresses usually passes quickly and is experienced by almost everyone at one time or another. However, such feelings that linger over time and are very difficult to cope with, and which lack a clear cause, may indicate...
I think I've talked about her here before. She almost drove me to a nervous breakdown about 2 years ago. Anyway, she had a heart attack and the nurses never got her out of bed for two weeks and when they tried, my Aunt couldn't stand. She went to rehab but became paranoid that the physical therapists were going to drop her and basically refused therapy. Then she ended up at another rehab and then in the hospital where it was determined that she had greatly been neglected at the last rehab. Then she ended up back at the first rehab and did pretty well. She got sent home. I was so happy for her. Then she had to walk to the bathroom and couldn't make it that far so I grabbed the wheelchair with my brother's help. Got her to the recliner. She ended up in the ER but refused treatment. I was so pissed off. Finally, she was back at the rehab and when PT finished, she was put in the nursing home part. Since then, she is extremely delusional and has hallucinations. There is a whole bunch of made up stuff in her head, most of it dangerous. She has conversations with people who aren't there, sees things that aren't there. I have fought for her to be put on a higher dose of her meds. Finally, a few weeks ago, her nurse said that she was documenting the things my Aunt was saying so that the psychiatrist could determine whether or not to up her meds. Last night, the night nurse said that he didn't think her meds were changed. Her kids rarely see her although one son lives on the west coast but did visit once. So it's basically me and my brother who visit her, bring her things that she needs and root for her. The moral of this story is to take care of your physical and mental heslth.
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I know.....move on! But I just found Mr Ks Christmas gift. When we went to pick up his new EV in late Summer he sat in a white camero and I took his pic. This tiny hot wheels model brought back a happy memory
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I am so frickin depressed. Mr K's dad died. The memorial is tomorrow on Monday. I stayed over with him Friday night before he went out of town to be with his family on Saturday. Since I've never been introduced to his family of course I wasn't invited to grieve with him. To top it off my nasty, noisy coworker made a smart ass remark about just being his friend and nothing more the day before I...

especially in the years we start to decline.
That kind of trauma induced dementia is common. It happened
to my best friends mom.
You're doing wonderfully good for her.
Peace and blessings.
Respond with a statement calmly such as you're safe now.
Here's to you for continuing to work with your elderly frail relative and being there for them.