I've REALLY been working on learning to detach from Dad's drama, but still struggle not to worry when I have strange conversations with him. I had a missed call from his room at 1:25 AM, and I didn't physically respond to it like normal, but emotionally these always tear me apart. I can't help thinking "What's wrong... is this THE call," etc. Anywho, when I called Dad this morning, he started talking about how he spilled some pills on the bathroom floor last night, but he picked them up and took them, and now he feels better. I tried not to get worried, but I did because I can't tell if this is dementia talking or if he may have some pills in his room that we don't know about. I made the mistake of trying to investigate by asking where he got the pills, what they looked like, etc. BAD MOVE, it just made him agitated because he didn't know the answer. When I saw that trying to get clarification from him was like pulling teeth, I called his Hospice nurse to inform him of the situation as well as the AL staff just to give them a heads up, but now my workday is completely ruined. My hands are shaking as I type this because I am SO worried. I'm also angry. WHY does this have to be so hard? Why can't Dad's freaking brain work? Why is Dad suffering? Why am I suffering because Dad is suffering? And the meanest internal question of all... How much longer is this going to go on? So... does anyone have any tips on how I can NOT be as effected by these "dementia" calls? ...and yes, we have considered taking the phone out of his room, but Dad's old fishing buddy calls him quite frequently, and we want to keep the line open for that.