S'funny, but I wrote an entry last evening and forgot to post it; there it was when I opened up my laptop just now. So I clicked on post, which should have made it the last post for Friday....but now I have NO idea where it has ended up...OH WELL!!!
Last night hubby "read her her title" as he rewrapped Nannie's arm and wrist and taped the beejeebers out of it from fingers to elbow with that ridged, silk tape. She's got a wild hair (you know where) and was carrying on about her house and people trying to take away all of her things. I told her I didn't want her house, ALL I wanted was for her to leave her cast on until her Dr's appt Tuesday.
But now she has again mis-aligned her wrist bones by stubbornly not letting us help her up from the recliner to go pee. She was yelling at us to leave her alone, she's 90 years old and she's been doing for herself and everybody else for her whole life and she may have memory problems but she's not stupid, on and on. Meanwhile she had her right knuckles in a fist and was pushing down really hard on the arm of the recliner, trying to raise her 183 lb butt up off the seat...THAT'S when we noticed her wrist was an "S" or a dogleg again, so she has obviously rebroken it from where they set it at the ER.
After a while of spouting off about not letting anybody take her house from her. Hubby told her nobody is trying to take anything away. She wanted a lawyer, she said. (She's got one) Hubby went outside to cool off, even though it was still 80 degrees and VERY humid.
While he was out, something she said made her start crying. I thought "GOOD!" because she has not cried at all for a long, long time, and she needed to release some of that tension she holds by always wanting to argue and prove she's right and nothing is/was her fault. Sooooo defensive, and not just since her dementia has gotten a harder grip on her. And she holds grudges, or at least the ones she remembers.
She thought my hubby was HER (now deceased) husband and reamed him out about going to Florida (he was a professional big-rig truck driver) to see 'all those women friends" of his. He did see one woman down there, a few times, over the course of a month......59 years ago, and she NEVER let him forget she found out about it. Of course, he did 'give up' his woman friend immediately at the time, and lived the straight and narrow ever since. But she threw it up in his face allllll the time.
Hubby told her "I am NOT your husband, I am your SON!" and she looked up at him, puzzled, and said, "Well who is that woman sitting over there?" (me) He said, "THAT WOMAN has been my wife for 30 years!" Well, at least she soon forgot that she thought I was that woman!"
Hubby was way more stressed out than I was, and he hadn't slept much the night before (when I stayed up all night and kept re-wrapping her arm). I told him I would stay down in the den last night. Don't know if I mentioned that we were given a baby monitor w/camera; that makes it a lot easier to keep an eye and ear on her.
We had switched her from her opioid to plain Tylenol, which didn't help, and then we tried two 200 mg ibuprofen. TA-DA! That, with her arguing and crying, had worn her out so much that she only got up at midnight and 1:30 AM to use the bathroom. Then she slept a solid 8 hours! A miracle! AND she has not messed with her cast or tried to remove the tape even one time.
I went out and did the grocery shopping early this morning. Hubby said she got up at 10:30 AM, used the BR, and said she wanted to go back to bed. While she was up, he gave her the morning meds and two more ibuprof's, but she said she didn't want to get up and come out to the recliner, she wanted to go back to bed. It is now 12 noon, and I think she's starting to wake up. I think. She's not snoring and she's moved her good hand through her hair a few times, although otherwise is still.
Hubby went upstairs to take a nap, and I am keeping myself busy here on line, with the monitor beside me. *I* feel much better today because I slept solidly last night, since Nannie slept, too.
That's all for now, and it's QUITE enough. I've been reading y'all's posts, but haven't 'addressed' you much. As you can tell, my head has been in the thunderclouds, so I've been rather preoccupied....Only 3 & 1/2 days until her Dr's appt., and I go see the PT on Monday AM.
Everyone have a good weekend.