Good evening, ML...((HUGS))...ready for a pub night?
I’m battling Mom and hallucinations this evening.
“Come see this.” No, no helicopters...
“Look at all the “moving” signs on the lawns.” No signs at all...
“Look at the Day Care sign on the truck door.” No sign...
These 3 tonight are recurring. No matter how many times we go over this, we must go again.
I am so sorry that you are going through this with your Mom.
My Mom had some of those hallucinations as well. She thought she had been kidnapped by terrorists. It mostly would occur when she had some kind of infection. (UTI, Respiratory, whatever)
However, one of them was actually the truth. She said: “THERE’S A DOG IN HERE!”
“That’s OK, Ma, it’s only Lynn-Dah.”
“Oh OK. SHE’S alright!”
Lynn-Dah and I are going up to Maine to hang out with my sister and meet the tribe. It’s way up there, no computers. I am bringing my guitar.