Finally their was a doctors visit to the house. He was suppose to come at least in the first week, so we found out. However this hospice was in transition and must of stayed that way until my daughter and son in law started raising a lot of questions after my dad was in the hospital for a sprained knee due to over medication instructions given by nurses who got their info from? oh well he is a tuff old bird and survived all of us. Sometimes I forget my own advice, don't trust medical pros to do the correct thing or the best thing.
Since 1992 I have been studying paranoid scho. and personality disorders, a lot. I found out that it is inherited.YEPEE. Our legasy to all our children is personality disorders and with lots of members to judge by we have every dam one of those disorders covered. Back in 1955 my dad was diagnosed paranoid schophrenia, at that time they did not have PD's. Gave him pills but he came home and said he was not going to take a pill to get along with anyone, down the toilet they went and so did our lives for 3 more years.
Now the haldol the first doctor prescribed is being continued but its the wrong med for him. Since my daughter is in charge she gives the orders and I have created a dictator who needs a pill but won't take one. And since we think alike everything I mention she takes the wrong way no matter how I put it. Nearly 2 months at her home did me in, very stressful. Dad needs to be on zoloft, as it works with our systems, proof is the family members who have taken it at one time or another stated they felt better mentally. However the haldol if given in the usual doze wiped out my dads memory completely. So the boss backed off to the .05 that was the instructed dose on the bottle form the first doctor. All that amount does is make him cry, at anything and I cannot get the boss to stop it, try the zoloft. Plus they give him lorazapam which causes halucinations. There are a jillion pills out there for anxiety but getting this across to the boss has become a hurqulean problem. So dad is screwed until she changes the meds.
Over the years I have been involved with the meds for a lot of family members and others. I learned doctors prescribe whatever, one size fits all, there busy, don't have time to really study the side effects and listen to the companies, how great this is. This I know since my great nephews were here this summer and their meds had been changed from a generic to the newest on the market which cost $400.00 for each boy per month!!!!!!!!!!!!! And now they are on zoloft as well, something I changed them to 2 years ago. One of the boys kept showing signs of Tourettes. So when I saw him rolling his eyes up in his head barely able to pay attention I went to bed and had a grand mal seisure in my sleep.
I researched the meds they had him and his brother on and all the weird symtoms he had were caused by the meds. So we stopped all the garbage they were on and just gave them zoloft. The tourettes stopped completely. Of course when they got home there mother took them to the doctor and he put them back on the crap. This year tho when they came for their visit I noticed zoloft was now on their regimen.
I know Zoloft won't work for everyone, just as prozac does not work for me and paxile just makes me more depressed, without Z. I just want to cut my throat and I have very little patience with my family or anyone else for that matter. My sister has 4 sons, only 1 will take the zoloft, the rest don't due to the effect it has on their libedo. Her daughter quit taking Z. so she does not tolerate irritations well and her daughter won't take a pill and my son won't take a pill even tho he has in the past and was amazed at how he felt so much better mentally, he took paxile only because we did not know about zoloft.
So here I sit pouring out my frustrations, wanting to do something, totally helpless. It did help me to be around my dad to clear the fear I had of him as a child. Things never change tho, a person with personality disorder is a loner, easily frustrated, tears things up or if its a male he beats on a woman, arguemenative, can go from happy as a loon to a raging maniac in the flip of a switch. Has little regard for anyone or anything, are not effectionate and its no big deal for them if there is no communication with family. The brain just won't work correctly where the emotions are concerned, their hyper everything, except effection or when spending money. As a matter of fact spending money will change the brain so their happy and most will medicate themselves with booze, drugs or spending money they don't have. There moody and their answers are brusk.
So the person who suffers is my dad. When a person has 10 members in their family with this inhirented mental problem one has alot of examples to study.
Dad does not have halucinations, schzoids do, he just has a temper that needed to be controlled with a seritonin uptake inhibitor, ergo Zoloft. Also when a person with PD goes to bed their mind won't shut off and it races. They dwell on the same thing, I got a lot of long, long, lectures growing up. Its like they have to say so many words on the same problem for a long time before they can whine down and shut up. Dad now has OCD from the meds he is receiving, never had it before.
The doctor said only morphine when he is oxygen hungry, so we went from him being bombed out of his mind to someone who now knows that he is wearing adult pull ups and can't wait to get his strength back so he can go to the bathroom on his own, even in a port a potty. Keeping his dignity is very improtant to him and me and the Boss says her too.
I only had 14 days of what must be a living nitemare for people whose parents or spouse had dementia or alzhimers, my heart goes out to you sincerely.