Yesterday afternoon about 3:30, Kate wanted to get out of the house. I decided it was best to go back to Panera because it is close, and we would be able to get back home by 5:00 to get ready for dinner at Casa Bella. After an hour, Kate indicated that she was ready to go home. She seemed a little frustrated. I assumed that she might have had trouble with her puzzles on the iPad. That continues as an issue.
As we were leaving the parking lot, a car turned into the lot right beside us and startled her. I didn’t think much of it. She is often startled by sudden noises or movements. In just a few seconds, I looked over at her and saw that she had a napkin up to her mouth and seemed to be holding back tears. I asked, “What is wrong?” She said in a loud, almost defiant tone, “I don’t know.” Now she was crying but trying to hold it back. Crying has never been something she likes to do. She cried all the way home which, fortunately, is only 4-5 minutes at the most. It was very clear to me that this response was something totally uncharacteristic of her. I got out of the car in the garage and went around to help her. She got out very slowly. She was almost shaking and looked confused and feeble. It was almost as if she were wondering, “What is going on? Where am I?”
We walked back to our bedroom. I noticed that when she looked at me it was as if she didn’t know who I was. I spontaneously said, “Do you recognize me?” That brought an angry response. She said, “Of course I know you.” I didn’t push for any further explanations. I told her she was having a panic attack and it was probably best for her to simply lie down on the bed and relax. Then she sat on the bed and started to undress. As she did, she said she wanted to take a shower. She asked me not to leave her. I helped her into the bathroom and turned on the shower. She got in while I got a towel and waited for her. During the shower, she started to regain her composure and said she was feeling better.
When she got out and had dried herself, she seemed fine. It was then that I told her she seemed better and wondered if going ahead to opera night would make her feel better. She indicated she thought it would.
We had another pleasant evening at Casa Bella or so I thought. When the program was over and we had said our goodbyes, she walked out to the car very slowly. She told me she was very tired and wanted to get to bed right away when we got home. It was 8:35 then.
Before we got home, she began to tear up again. I helped her out of the car when we arrived at home. She held on to me and didn’t want me to let go of her. We walked directly back to the bedroom where she seemed to be frightened. As with the earlier episode, she looked confused and was shaking very slightly. I got her a night gown while she undressed. She wanted me to get into bed with her. I did. She wanted to be held and finally went to sleep.
Shortly after 4:30 a.m., she woke up and appeared to be having another attack. She asked me where the bathroom was. I got up and walked her to the bathroom. When she had finished, I walked her back to the bed. As before, she wanted me to hold her. I did. After a while it appeared that she was asleep; so I pulled away from her. When I did, she pulled me back. I remained that way for another 45 minutes when I got up for breakfast and a short walk. She remained very calm.
When I got back from my walk about 45 minutes had passed. I checked on her. She was still sleeping. She woke up around 8:00 and went to the bathroom. Then she went back to bed. I told her I would be in the kitchen if she needed me. I just went back to check on her. She is sleeping.
This experience leaves me wondering if this is something that might recur today or some other time in the future. Will it get worse? We have been so free of complications during this long, slow transition. I wonder what lies ahead and what we can do about it. Of course, I plan to contact her doctor. I may also check the caregivers forum on the Alzheimer’s Association website and the Memory People page on Facebook. This reminds me of the Alzheimer’s Association help line. That may be something else to explore.
