Sorry all, it's all about me again:
Visit this afternoon was trying. She started off quite lucid, but then veered off into randomness again - this seems to have been a pattern of the last few days, the mornings are ok but afternoons/evenings she gets worse and worse.
DB and I put it down to extreme anxiety but as she has now had dioarrhoea again they are putting her into an isolation room while they test. So could be the toxic delirium again.
"How do I get better?" - eat and rest. "But I want to die, so I'll starve myself". Plus all the usual complaints: crap food, other patients too old/deaf/not her class, vicious sadistic nurses etc etc etc.
She is very cross with me because I dont listen to her and only like the sound of my own voice. She also wants to speak to a priest or a vicar as they would at least be intelligent - not something I've heard her say before.
Oh, and I am to bring in the entire contents of her medical and health insurance files for her to discover why she is paying extra money to stay in the NHS, and she would like her orthopaedic consultant's number as she would like to speak to him today.
The above are the sane bits; the random bits included 'when I was in that attic room in another place', 'when you get me the book I will look for the needles' 'two ladies were fighting in here last night' (we've had that one before).
They gave her a dose of oramorph overnight for pain, told them not to do that as will not help with the confusion and also makes her incredibly aggressive.
She will be in hospital for at least a few days, I should think more like 5-10 if last time is anything to go by. So that's another few days of trekking to 10 mile away town and back.
I dont think things will change really now until she dies, she will continue falling over until she does some real damage and/or ends up with pneumonia or something. Cheerful stuff. Oh and my very dull PIL came for lunch today in the middle of this chaos! I could barely string two words together.