Well, the good news is, the pater's sundowning has improved with a change in meds. So he is not hurting people any more (nor they him), he's sleeping at more normal hours and during the day he's much easier to converse with.
The bad news is he thinks I'm the cleaning lady and that his granddaughter is about to become his new daughter-in-law by marrying his son (her uncle!). Eww. Strangely, he actually knows that can't be right and says so and yet he feels sure that it's true. One explanation: last weekend we had the largest full moon of the year -- Who knows?
What a strange landscape the mind becomes when neural pathways break down.
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