Thursday, July 12, 2007

The Sandman Cometh

Whew.
My Sisters kept telling me talke it one hour at a time. One minute if you have too.
So I did. After some very long hours and at time minutes and even seconds, I think we have reached the other side of insanity.
Gk has been acting different for some time now, and it changes all the time so it's hard to say just what the changes are.
I will tell you though, Sunday the changes were obvious and without doubt for the worse.
Yesterday was the first full day on the antibiotics and Tuesday was his first night with sleep medication. The sleeping stuff was so strong that I was to moniter him through the night.
He didn't sleep.
Neither did we.
He paced and wandered all night. If he could remember, he could give you a complete inventory of every drawer, cupboard, shelf and corner of the entire house.
I'm not even kidding.
I started calling the doctor at about 7:30 yesterday morning. By noon I had called three times.
He called me back around lunchtime.
It is my opinion he just chewed my ass for lunch.
He let me have it for calling his office SO many times and asked me just what I wanted him to do about GK.
I told him something, anything would be good.
He told me it was a UTI, just like he told me it was the day before in the hospital, and I would just have to wait it out.
If I wanted I could bring GK in and sit in his office and he would tell me the same thing again. If not, he would see me for his scheduled apt on Friday..
Ok.
EF'n -EM'r -EF'r.
So, I got off the phone and cried and decided to just start making it through minutes.
Gk did wind down. The "manic" part of his behavior started to get better as the afternoon went on, but he still wasn't with it.
I think the sleeping pills did work last night.
He took them at about 7:30 and by 10:30 or so he was out. He was still laying in the bed when I got up at about 6:30. He was awake, but still in bed.
He isn't with it today, but it is a kind of a quiet absence.
He is quiet in his chair, watching t.v and talking about the weather.

One minute at a time.

Thank you Family.

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