SD60 - Psych Ward?
DH84 got a call from SGD yesterday that her mom, SD60, was in the hospital. Had we received any messages? No. Soon afterwards, SD60 called him, a wild accusatory call, why hadn't he responded, meanwhile yelling at the nurses. I heard him say, "If you don't calm down, they'll put you in the psych ward". We went to the hospital.
SD60 was a wreck, crying, rambling, confused, some guy is trying to poison her with cookies, etc. A neighbor had called 911 after SD60 locked herself out of her unit and apparently her anxiety caused erratic behavior. This followed what sounds like a 9-day depressive period when she says she didn't eat, drink, sleep or take her meds. In the ER, her blood test showed elevated heart enzymes so they had admitted her.
She was accusatory toward DH84 for not responding to the hospital's calls (except we didn't receive any). I didnt say anything, frankly, I was stunned by the shape she was in. Finally, she asked what I thought. I said, "You told me a few weeks ago you wanted to go someplace where they'd make sure you ate and slept. You're here now". She also felt neither of us respond appropriately when she calls with her depressive monologues. I told her we aren't mental health professionals, all we know to say is eat, sleep, take your meds. As we left, I told DH84, she's not in the psych ward but imo, that's where she belongs. We drove home in stunned silence.
I woke up thinking how I could stay disengaged until I realized I couldn't. Her 3 kids aren't responding and DH84 is her only relative who would help her. And, his oncoming dementia means he has trouble figuring things out. So, I figured out a plan to call the hospital for status, go to SD60's place to get her phone, pjs, etc. Turns out, it was unnecessary, she was being released. The doctor said her enzymes were down, it had probably been a result of her 9-day episode, heightened anxiety, etc. We picked her up and drove to her unit.
SD60 seemed more like herself except very erratic. She's usually a clean and neat freak but her place was disorderly. She was fixated on finding her phone which she eventually did. Then more drama with getting it charged and trying to restore her service. In between times, she was calling and getting calls from SGD on our phones about a Wal-Mart trip today. Something else was up, too, I couldn't tell what but my guesses surround drugs or money.
After trying unsuccessfully to pay ATT by phone, we piled back in the car to drive off to an ATT store. There, she realized she doesnt have ATT service so back in the car to Walmart to buy a Straight Talk card. By this time, I was at the end of my rope so I said, "SD60, you need to calm down. When you get home, eat something, take a bath, feed your cat and if you can get your phone working, that's enough for today. You just got out of the hospital.. Forget shopping with SGD, take a nap". I knew at the time I was wasting my breath but I couldnt help it.
The most chilling thing I heard her say last night was, "I cant go back and live by myself". The truth is, I almost agree she shouldnt live alone but I dont know what else would work. She is so messed up. The only thing that kept me going today was remembering the many times DH84 has been with me during my 2 bio kids' emergencies. Any never complained or blogged to his internet friends about it. Lol.