Since my father’s dementia diagnosis family and friends have been wonderfully supportive....
Except for one lifelong friend of my dad’s who has been a constant thorn. Questioning me at every turn, being verbally abusive towards my poor mother and myself. When this Meddler talks to my dad I’ve noticed my dad’s paranoia and anxiety are heightened afterwards. It really sends him into a spiral. When my dad was in the hospital during our court hearings for guardianship it was easier with the help of the wonderful nursing staff to keep this man’s constant b.s. phone calls and meddling at bay. I am glad my dad has friends. I just feel that this friend could be a better friend by not sharing everything with my dad that will upset him. I’ve written, texted, and called this guy and explained what he’s doing isn’t helping my dad, it’s hurting him. I reached a breaking point in August when the Meddler started harassing me, and demanding I do as he says via texts. So I blocked him from calling or texting. 1 problem solved, I guess.
I don’t want to completely take my dad’s cell phone away either. I don’t feel that’s the best way to solve the crappy friend issue on my dads end.
Now, that my dad is in the memory care facility he’s calling my dad and stirring things up again, and calling and emailing my mother about how horrible she is for letting me put my dad in a memory care facility. I’ve reminded the Meddler that a court, 5 doctors, and 2 psychologists have all deemed my dad incapacitated. I didn’t do this to be hurtful, I did this to help my dad by keeping him safe. In an environment that will help him. I certainly didn’t make the diagnosis. 5 doctors all said
Degenerative Brain Disease/Dementia/possible DLB.
The facility doesn’t want house mates to have a lot of cash on hand and has asked that we only send $20 a month. My dad with dementia tells the Meddler he has no money and that we are starving him, foods terrible etc. So now he’s going to send my dad $100 I mean if he wants to have his money stolen, or lost I guess that’s on him🤷🏼♀️. Also side note: when my dad was still in the hospital for physical therapy until the court stuff was settled this Meddler literally on 2 occasions tried to help my dad escape! He’s a real pia. I know I don’t ever need to justify myself to this A-clown.
Covid...... dang. Visiting my dad through the window, seeing that he has been wearing the same clothing for the 4th straight week in a row really lights me on fire.
Has anyone else out there had to deal with obnoxious meddlers? Anyhoodles thanks for letting me get this out...