1:35 AM – Mom came downstairs holding her hands on her ears and asked, “You don’t hear anything?” Nope, just the TV. I gave her 2 Tylenol assuming she has a headache and is hearing phantom banging.
6:35 AM – She is really bad this morning. Seeing something slithering. She told me she’s hearing, “Saaaaaandy, Saaaaaaandy, Whhhy Wooon’t Yoouuu Answer Meeee Ooooonnn Yoooouuuuu Ceeeeellll Phoooonnnneeee.” She doesn’t have a cell phone. She was out in the kitchen and kept telling me that she was. I went out to see who she was talking to and she said, “you. there’s something crawling around out here.” I told her there was nothing out there and she starting saying, “I’m in the kitchen.” really loud again. By this time I’m getting fed up and yell out there that there’s nothing crawling around out there. She says, “You’re calling me a liar then.” I repeated that there’s nothing out there. This may be a very trying day.
2:05 PM – She keeps showing me her coat and saying, “This is mine.” as if she thinks I’m trying to take it or something. Who know’s what’s going on in her head, but she’s been in the kitchen just non-stop chatting. Unfortunately, I haven’t gotten the camera yet (7 stops away as of this writing,) so I can’t record any of it, but it’s out there and almost constant.
2:34 PM – She put her coat on and was looking out the door. I asked her what she was doing and she said, “Jerry Feester is supposed to pick up Veronica (Victoria?).” *face palm* She’s so much fun to be around today. It’s a good thing I don’t have to work tonight. There’s no way I would have been able to get any sleep!
2:50 PM – Now apparently Veronica/Victoria stabbed Jerry because she didn’t want to go to Mercy Home for boys and girls. She said, “It’s crazy.” I couldn’t agree more.
5:15 PM – Mom has been sitting at the bottom of the stairs watching me. Well, she usually doesn’t talk to her invisible friends while I’m in the same room, but tonight she said, “This is my house. I bought it when the boys were little.” I think I’ve mentioned before that only Troy was still living with her when she bought it. Anyway, I looked at her (like she is out of her mind more than usual,) and she said, “Someone is telling me that I’m the next one being targeted to be killed.” Yeah, I did a face palm.
6:50 PM – Mom came down to use the bathroom and came back out a few seconds later to tell me that there was someone in the bathroom telling her to get out. Getting fed up with this crap today, I told her, “There is no one in the bathroom, now knock it off!” She tried repeating herself and I stopped her and told her to knock it off again. She went back in the bathroom and did her business. This day has sucked bad.
7:05 PM – Just finished yelling at her at the top of my lungs. I have had it! Being nice hasn’t worked, being calm hasn’t worked, ignoring her hasn’t worked. What the hell is left? Nursing home I guess. She starts in tomorrow and she might just find herself at the ER getting evaluated and then off to the nursing home. I am done.
7:55 PM – She has already forgotten about being yelled at, now she’s coming downstairs over and over again asking, “Where’s that coming from?” When asked what “that” is, she tells me it is “Shhhhaaaaannnon” in a constant loop. And here she comes again.. *eyeroll*