A DRAMA OF DEMENTIA DRUGS
Drugs… past use
Dementia drugs have been unsuccessful in the past in treating my husband’s intermittent revved up delusional antics that can lead him to racing out the door on a mission, with me having to chase him down.
In fact about 2 years ago the drugs in his system, all prescribed dosages, interacted and sent him to the trauma center by helicopter.
So the trauma doctor took him off of all those drugs and instructed us to contact his doctor to see what drugs might work better.
Better than drugs?
By the time we could get in to the doctor and because the drug she wanted to try him on was not covered under his Medicare plan, I decided instead I would try to manage him drug free with redirect, a bottle of water, a cookie, my calm voice, a smile.
But dementia is progressive…
But dementia being progressive, worse over time, stopped at times listening to me. So I took him back to his neurologist who prescribed a very low dose mood stabilizer that I wouldn’t have to give all the time. Only if he began showing signs of what I refer to as “brick wall”, impervious to my behavioral interventions and usual winning ways with him.
I could sometimes give him a pill.
I have to say it is a strange thing as a wife not to be able to influence any longer the one person you used to be able to win over.
Why didn’t I just give him a pill?
I almost gave him one of those pills today because he could not settle himself down. He began being afraid it was going to flood because our local paper had flood watch as the headline story. He would not drop the subject. Would not be redirected. And of course there is never any ability to reason with him.
We just had a hard dementia day. All day.
I should have medicated him.