Hallucinations, Hospice & healthy eating!
Saturday, January 16, 2010
My 92 yr old dad went to ER twice last week by ambulance. Then he had a minor back surgery involving anesthesia which resulted in hallucinations and disorientation. He thought I was a friend of my deceased mother. And he urged me to close the door before all the antelope escaped. And he spent an hour picking up non-existent pills off his blanket.
Have you heard of "sundowners' hallucinations? For some reason, patients become more agitated & confused around sundown. My dad was a rancher for 70 yrs. At sundown today, he asked me to do him a favor. He said that he'd moved some of the cows before lunch, but there were still a few that needed moving. Would I do it? I said, "Sure." And grateful for a break, went out and bought a fat-free yogurt, thinking he'd have forgotten the whole thing when I returned. As I came in, he wanted a complete report on the cattle and where I'd moved them. Just call me "Pinocchio"; I gave him a detailed report.
We're both bunking at Hospice Center (me--temporarily; Dad--permanently). Before coming here, I set high goals for NO emotional eating. My visits to my parents and the big city & eating out 3 times/daily have caused me grief for 30 years. I had a weak moment yesterday after appt. to make pre-funeral arrangements & choosing his casket (Score: Dairy Queen customer1; Nancy: 280 calories). DH came to visit us from CO and I slept in a real bed. We were too late for a healthy lunch before a movie, so he suggested getting something on the run from DQ (drat). He also brought a small box of Valentine's chocolates for me as a "treat". I tucked it (unopened) into his suitcase for a ride back home. He re-tucked it back into my suitcase. I'm not removing the cellophane from the box. If I do, it will be devoured in one sitting.
After returning from the hospital, I walked the mall one night & around Lowe's the next night to reach my 10,000 daily steps. The next 2 days I was too tired after emptying his apt. & moving him, and caring for him.
I've worked too hard this week to blow it now...and if I ever start with sugar, I'm dead meat! Have a few more days ahead of me to stay strong. I'm reading The Spark in my spare minutes and it's very inspirational. Great book!