My husband David was diagnosed with PSP on April 2nd, 2019, previously diagnosed with cognitive impairment in September 2018. Mobility problems began in February and escalated to falls. Since then, he cannot navigate stairs, needs personal care workers (PSWs) to shower and shave him, has difficulty swallowing, speaks rarely and usually cannot finish sentences, cannot do any chores and is only interested in watching TV. David must use a walker to wander around our condo. Without it, he falls, and we have made three trips to the ER in three months, two for falls and one for aspiration pneumonia. I had a chairlift installed for him to use to get up the stairs to our main level.
David calls for my help quasi-constantly, to help him in and out of bed, to bring him things he wants, to help him navigate to different rooms (I keep bringing him his walker), and keeps me awake all night wandering inside the condo and asking for help. On average, i have two totally sleepless nights per week and 3-4 hours on the remaining nights.
I bought an "assist pole" to help him in and out of bed. I have hired PSWs to come four times a week to shower and shave him and get him to walk a bit and exercise. They tell me David is deteriorating rapidly. I cannot leave him alone for fear that he might fall so I rush out to do essential errands (grocery shopping) when the PSWs come to care for him for an hour or two. I have accepted neighbours' help twice to sit with him while I go to my doctor/dentist appointments. I am still shy about requesting assistance.
David has a brilliant mind and that part of him has disappeared. His logic is now severely impaired and he has lost interest in everything that used to keep him busy. We have 30,000 books which he kept listed in detail on his computer. He hasn't turned on his computer in over 9 months. When we met with his favourite friends last month, he was barely a participant in the conversations.
David has lost the ability to wipe himself clean after bowel movements so I clean him up after each one. Strangely enough, David has no inhibitions about this new development, even asking me to come and wipe him... he also seems to pee everywhere but in the toilet while he stands in front of it so I am constantly cleaning the toilet, floor and carpet in order to prevent the bathroom from smelling like an outhouse. I just purchased something from a pet store, designed to remove stain and odour from pet urine. It appears to work!
At the moment, David is sitting in his (new) "lift assist" recliner, watching a movie I found for him. I forgot to mention that I must be present while he watches TV because he cannot use the remote. Yes, I got a special, extra large remote and color-coded the buttons but it didn't work. For the most part, every day and constantly at night before bedtime, he coughs as though he has tons of flegme in his throat and makes disgusting noises that make me want to scream. I don't, of course.
I have had the bathrooms renovated to make them totally accessible and have installed tension bars at the top of the stairs to prevent David from falling down them. David is extremely restless, wanting to lie down one minute, wanting to get up 30 seconds later, same with sitting, standing, going to one room or another. He also suffered from insomnia. The doctor prescribed Trazadone but it didn't have much effect on him. Recently, the neurologist prescribed Quetiapine, which has calmed his restlessness and endless wanderings.
I am wiped out, near burnout from lack of sleep and being on call 24/7, so much so that I fear I might lose patience with David. I have been ordered to ask for respite - one week soon when David will stay in a retirement home while I attempt to recharge my batteries. I know that I must accept it or I will be unable to care for David.