So sorry, noddy. It's hard and unfortunately gets harder. I'm thinking of you.
I'm following along and wishing you well, Noddy.
JPB, George--
Thanks for the sympathy. I just called our insurance agent who mentioned that my husband had stopped by yesterday. This means he lied to me about going a half a mile of back roads for coffee and drove 6 miles to a area of moderately heavy traffic.
The lying adds a new dimension of horror to the mess.
I am also reading along, Noddy, because my wife has similar problems with her mother. I hope things get better for you, Noddy.
Thinking of you too Noddy - hoping Tuesday was less complicated and that you have managed some "you" time.
Trying times... and ongoing - wishing you well. x
Noddy - trying to post something helpful/useful. Can't think of anything that wouldn't involve banging your stepsons' heads together.
Hold your own brocaded dominion.
I can't think of anything particularly helpful either, Noddy.
The only solution I can think of would involve drugs and duct tape.
My thoughts are with you.
Thanks all.
I couldn't wake Mr. Noddy up this morning, so I called the ambulance. His blood sugar was very low, but even intravenous glucose didn't bring him round.
As you know his behavior since Friday/Saturday has been disorganized/disoriented and I suspect a larger than usual stroke.
He's safe in the local hospital and I'm trying to find someone to help me revive the car battery he killed yesterday. When life calms down a bit I'm joining AAA.
Oh, no. I hope he's OK.
Your stress level must be off the charts.
Mental Decline
At least you know he's in safe hands, and the car keys problem is off your mind at least for now.
Never forget - we're with you.
Noddy - consider calling AAA now. They may start your membership with the first service call. A lot of similar services do.
Oh Noddy - how awful you you.... and Mr N.
Yep - we're with you - will wait to hear back from you when you can.
Healing thoughts your way... to both of you
Iz x
George--
You are perceptive. My Intestinal Poltergeist is outdoing herself. Three cheers for Generic Immodium.
TomKitten--
After I coped, one of my first cheerful thoughts was that I'd have a day without wrangling about Mr. Noddy driving. His keys are now stashed in my sock drawer.
EhBeth--
I'm going to give the Neighbors and Stepsons until late afternoon. Then I just might try AAA.
One of the more reliable stepsons is tied up at work until 8--and I can't drive after dark--but has promised to come up tomorrow morning. Knowing there is relief in sight is soothing.
Izzie--
Thanks for the moral support.
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I talked to the ER. Mr. Noddy's brain has been scanned and his blood is being analyzed and his Primary Care Physician is being paged--quite possibly to sign admission papers.
When he left the house he was comatose, but the ER Nurse said he was able to talk to her--although mental disorganization is still evident. He realizes he's at the hospital, although he doesn't remember leaving the house.
He's in a safe place.
putting the kettle on... will make a pot for one and all...
Oh, Noddy.
That dominion of yours must be awfully wiggly. Hold on tight.
(((HUGS)))
one brocade dominion holder
Oh... now that's lovely - now, if we could just get Noddy to sit on there, put her toots up and let us pour her a drink ...
Nothing but good thoughts to offer. Hoping tomorrow is a better day.
