Charles fell again this week, through the wall in the bathroom. The holes in the house are legendary. Friends donated a lift chair but it smelled so musty that he started having breathing trouble.
Went to the doctor, lost another 5 pounds in three months and the impulsivity yesterday and again this morning is frightening. Almost fell twice at doctor's office. Ugh.
Not eligible for hospice yet, we are in a bridge stage (?).
And last night was a 5 hour tug of war with the restlessness and my lack of sleep.
Just needed to let my "friends" here know. But then you ALL know.