Jim became more anxious, pacing quite a bit, and his sleep was disturbed. His anxiety was so high that he was unable to sit at the table for a meal for more that a few minutes. He paced a lot; and while walking is good, his pacing around the unit was clearly unsettling for him.
Jim is still ambulatory, for which I am grateful. His gait is quite slow, but he is able to walk around the unit without any assistance. Two days ago, when he was in a highly agitated state he took a walker (unoccupied) and started using it to walk around the unit. It wasn't because he needed it, but seemed like more like a compulsion to him. He walked for about an hour using the walker, then finally set it aside to continue his usual walk.
It was a very difficult day for Jim. When he saw me arrive on the unit he was happy to see me. But that lasted all of 10 seconds. He then started to rant. With his very limited ability to speak words, he still managed to say "What the f*@# am I doing here?". It is the most words I have heard him string together in a long time. He was clearly upset. Upset at me, upset at anyone he saw. What was happening?????
It turns out that the federal government, in its infinite wisdom, has regulations for nursing homes that require periodic GDR, or Gradual Dose Reduction of medications in certain classifications. This is the link to these regulations. The regulations include SSRI's and antipsychotics. Jim has done so well at the care home that staff were hesitant to attempt a GDR with Jim. But they had to. If regulations are not met, the federal government imposes sanctions.
So, with trepidation they decreased his citalopram by half on 2/1/18. I did not know they were doing this. In retrospect, I have mixed feelings about the fact that they did not tell me about this until after the fact. It obviously did not color my view of what was happening to Jim with the GDR.
Jim was placed on the citalopram almost a year ago (when he was still at home) for anxiety. It is typically used to treat depression as well as anxiety. Jim had a good response to it. I spoke to the Director of Nursing last night. She said that they are now able to clinically document Jim's setback with the reduced dose. They have restarted his usual dose as of last night. It will take at least a week or two to get him back to his baseline.
Unfortunately, they will need to attempt a GDR with his Geodon as well. Regular readers will remember that Jim was placed on the Geodon, an anti-psychotic, while he was at home. It helped with his hallucinations and delusions. But like the citalopram, the Geodon will need a trial dose reduction at some point to see how he does. I think I know the answer to that one...
Before they attempt the Geodon reduction, they will give him some time to stabilize on his citalopram. I know that the only reason I was able to keep Jim at home for as long as I did was because of the help that the citalopram and Geodon provided to Jim. Without it, he would have been placed much sooner.
The hardest part for me is to think about Jim suffering all because of federal regulations. I totally understand that the government wants to avoid "chemical restraints" as a substitute for non-chemical measures. And I totally get that there are some situations where it is just easier to give a pill, instead of addressing the underlying reason for someone's distress. A good example would be boredom. We know that by providing meaningful activities for folks with dementia it goes a long ways towards preventing negative behaviors. The care home does an outstanding job of this, with regular activities scheduled throughout the day, for those who wish to participate.
The citalopram and Geodon allow Jim to be able to participate in these activities. The last week or so he has not been willing to participate in activities. As I was not aware of the dose reduction, I had a hard time figuring out why. Now I know.
Jim never asked for any of this. This dreadful dementia has robbed him of a normal retirement with his sweetheart. I am his protector, his advocate. It tears me apart to think of what he has gone through the last couple of weeks, all because of federal regulations. In some ways I'm kind of glad that I didn't know about the dose reduction ahead of time. It would have tortured me the whole time, knowing that a purposeful action had the potential to impose suffering for Jim, causing increased anxiety and agitation.
On a totally different note, my elderly mom was hospitalized for pneumonia. She is now back in her home recovering, but requires a lot of support as she slowly gains back her strength. I've been a little stressed doing double caregiving. I have several siblings who can help with my mom, but only one who is retired. It's been a juggling act, taking care of Jim, my mom, and still trying to do some self-care so that I don't fall apart.
Speaking of that, my weekly appointments with Dr. M. continue. She is my strongest advocate! It is amazingly therapeutic to be able to speak so freely within a "safe place". It helps me to sort things out, to process what is going on in my life. I can tell that I am more stressed than usual. I feel it physically in my body. So grateful to have her in my life, helping me to navigate this next chapter of my life.
Thank you dear readers for stopping by and listening. It does my heart good to be able to write about what is in my heart and on my mind.