He came home yesterday. They warned me at the hospital that I probably would not be able to leave him alone.
Well, I'm afraid they were right.
So far today, he's fallen out of bed, and left the stove on with the teakettle sitting on the element. Luckily, I (a) got to the kettle before it was damaged beyond repair, and (b) was able to get him on his feet without calling for the fire department!
He has profound left-sided neglect. This has produced some interesting moments. Last night, he asked me where the box of chicken wings we'd ordered was. It was sitting right beside his left hand, but he couldn't 'see' it! He also asked me to find his fleece vest for him. I picked it up and started to put it on him, beginning with the left side. He didn't realize that it was the vest until he put his right arm into the sleeve!
[sigh] Looks like we've got a lot of adjustments to make, and my nursing career is on hold until I can figure out a way to go back to work and keep him safe during the day, without having to pay for the services of a full-time 'sitter'. (Whoever stays with him will have to have some nurse's aid experience, as he is incontinent of urine, and needs help to dress himself and change the incontinent pad.)