我妈妈的记忆保健住宅必须本周两次呼叫救护车。昨天我去了医院，在她紧急情况下留在她身边。她正在被录取，因为医生相信她的精神病与她在上个月开处方的所有不同药物有关。她已经被一名牛肝酮的神经科医生看到。老年人的团队规定了另一个医学和她自己的医生让她的药物让她在搅拌时平静她。她几乎没有吃或喝酒，她一直叫她被绑架，她的房间里有凶手。她不断哭泣。当她就像这样的时候，她不会带她的药物。我的妹妹和我上周在LPN叫我们的一天上花了几个小时。她叫我们B ******，她没有爱我们等等。我知道这是疾病，虽然很难听到很难。 By the time I arrived at emergency yesterday, she was calm, she had no voice. She had been screaming for hours. She was very happy to see me. She cried. Five hours after I arrived, I was still holding her hands when I saw a look in her eyes and I knew the mom I know today had just been replaced by my younger mom. She had no idea who I was. The daughter was replaced by a stranger. She was still calm and this allowed me to question her like a caregiver might. I left there knowing she had 4 children (true), she knew our names. Only the oldest one is married, the other 3 are in school. (We’re all married with grandkids of our own). She’s been married 20 years to a wonderful man who makes coffee every morning and is very helpful around the house. All true except her and my dad have been married 70 years. She told me she had to call her mom to let her know she was ok. My mother is 88 years old. She has never been aggressive, violent and has never used colourful language. I write this to say that the evening and the conversation I had with my mom was extraordinary. I now know where she is in her mind, where she lives and how old she thinks she is. Spending time with her last evening was the best thing I’ve done for myself. I now have a better understanding of how to talk to her, how to reach her while I still can. Not looking for suggestions but if you have something to share, I’d love to hear it. I just wanted to share a happy moment within this dreadful disease.