Cry if you must, but laugh if you can.
As I sit here with my daughter in New Orleans, I keep looking at the video clips and pictures sent to me of my Mom. She has been moved into Hospice care at the Masonicare complex in Wallingford. 2 weeks ago, we stopped the blood pressure medications, the blood thinner, the cholesterol management drugs. Then last week, the Aricept was stopped. The only things left are the antipsychotic medications, which were only recently begun in January. Because she is not eating, there is no need for insulin or diabetes drugs. And the January medications are not the same as the current medications. I remain convinced that was the beginning of this very fast slide into a worse hell than she was in before. Trazadone and Risperadol, at low dosages (or so we think) didn’t do much at first. Dad was in charge of those medications, while I kept track of all the others. Dad never wrote down the numbers of half pills he gave her…we are...