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Warning: Rant ahead!
Ok, my dad is officially driving me crazy. I'm in Hillsboro visiting my parents, and I only have one week left. His illness has gotten worse, and right now he is in the living room laughing to himself. I don't know what those voices are saying, but apparently they're pretty damn funny. Ugh. I just want to go in there and slap him. He claims that he's taking his meds, and he actually switched to some new ones recently because his old ones were giving him Parkinson's symptoms. His hands still shake a bit though, and now instead of just being quiet and staring, he WON'T SHUT UP. We went out to dinner w/ some relatives the other night and he completely took over the conversation and thinks that everyone wants to hear his life story. My mom was trying to kick him under the table to try to get the point across that he should shut the hell up and let someone else talk. He just goes on and on, with no recognition whatsoever that everyone's eyes are glazing over with boredom or irritation. I think part of the illness is that he can't relate to other people. I've given up talking to him because he doesn't listen- you can tell he's just waiting for you to stop talking so that he can start blabbing again.
Argh! Now he's standing in the kitchen next to me laughing under his breath. He's started calling relatives -mainly my grandmother and my aunt- both in their 80's and too senile to understand that my dad's mental and that he's calling to warn them about something he's paranoid and delusional about. He obsesses over the weirdest stuff and decides that he has to tell the whole world about it. Like the other day he called my aunt to tell her not to drop a hairdryer into the sink. Umm, ok. Yeah, that's completely sane. Since yesterday he's been obsessing about changing all of the lightbulbs in the house.
So in the past few minutes he's picked up the phone, hit the speed dial (I'm not sure who he's trying to call), and then hangs up, laughing to himself the whole time. I just glared at him and said "Dad, don't call anyone!" angrily, and he just walked out of the room w/out saying anything. I swear to god, we need to hide the phone from him. He's started calling my in-laws now, so my mom and I have specifically told him NOT to call them. He can harrass his own family, but I am gonna kill him if he starts calling Andrew's parents. But I sort of feel like it's tourettes or something with him, so that if you tell him not to do something, he'll just do it anyway.
Ok, this post could go on forever with all of the weirdness I've had to deal with over the last couple of weeks. I think I need therapy...he just makes me so fucking ANGRY. And the fact that my mom doesn't do anything about this makes me angry at her too. I'm glad I came home to visit, but i really need to get out of this madhouse.
Ok, my dad is officially driving me crazy. I'm in Hillsboro visiting my parents, and I only have one week left. His illness has gotten worse, and right now he is in the living room laughing to himself. I don't know what those voices are saying, but apparently they're pretty damn funny. Ugh. I just want to go in there and slap him. He claims that he's taking his meds, and he actually switched to some new ones recently because his old ones were giving him Parkinson's symptoms. His hands still shake a bit though, and now instead of just being quiet and staring, he WON'T SHUT UP. We went out to dinner w/ some relatives the other night and he completely took over the conversation and thinks that everyone wants to hear his life story. My mom was trying to kick him under the table to try to get the point across that he should shut the hell up and let someone else talk. He just goes on and on, with no recognition whatsoever that everyone's eyes are glazing over with boredom or irritation. I think part of the illness is that he can't relate to other people. I've given up talking to him because he doesn't listen- you can tell he's just waiting for you to stop talking so that he can start blabbing again.
Argh! Now he's standing in the kitchen next to me laughing under his breath. He's started calling relatives -mainly my grandmother and my aunt- both in their 80's and too senile to understand that my dad's mental and that he's calling to warn them about something he's paranoid and delusional about. He obsesses over the weirdest stuff and decides that he has to tell the whole world about it. Like the other day he called my aunt to tell her not to drop a hairdryer into the sink. Umm, ok. Yeah, that's completely sane. Since yesterday he's been obsessing about changing all of the lightbulbs in the house.
So in the past few minutes he's picked up the phone, hit the speed dial (I'm not sure who he's trying to call), and then hangs up, laughing to himself the whole time. I just glared at him and said "Dad, don't call anyone!" angrily, and he just walked out of the room w/out saying anything. I swear to god, we need to hide the phone from him. He's started calling my in-laws now, so my mom and I have specifically told him NOT to call them. He can harrass his own family, but I am gonna kill him if he starts calling Andrew's parents. But I sort of feel like it's tourettes or something with him, so that if you tell him not to do something, he'll just do it anyway.
Ok, this post could go on forever with all of the weirdness I've had to deal with over the last couple of weeks. I think I need therapy...he just makes me so fucking ANGRY. And the fact that my mom doesn't do anything about this makes me angry at her too. I'm glad I came home to visit, but i really need to get out of this madhouse.