A bad day all around. Started off ok, sleeping in a bit and then a good breakfast, but after that I started thinking about the situation and, feeling vulnerable, spent a little time crying and sniffling. However, as the rain softened the day, we got in the car and went off to buy potatoes at the farm stand. To my surprise, this went really well, with Don helping carry the basket and being very helpful and cheerful.
However, a few hours later, it was all to change with strange delusions about the car and the neighbours’ garage, and I don’t know what all. I tried all kinds of things to reset the broken record – from food to music, but nothing worked. Extra medication made a little difference and to this time, 6 hours later, delusions, rambling, and fear continue. I am just about at the end of my rope! Certainly the end of my patience.