1st January

It started well, Molly and I had a drive, we went to visit family an hour away… it felt good to be out, not stuck, not stuck in her room.

We visited my brother at his girlfriend’s house, Molly said “ hello Peter, have you got a new house” extremely observant I thought. We had lunch, we chatted and then she said “ I want to go back”. A short visit but major progress, we popped to a supermarket to pick up her usual box of red melon and a new deodorant, she was happy and very content. I drove home slowly, trying to prolong the day out, called in the park on the way home and walked the dog, Molly chose to wait in the car.

Transitions are very difficult for Molly so I was starting to wonder how returning home would be, but thankfully it went well.

This was probably the best day I can remember in the past nine months. I dared to think, things are getting better.

4th January

Today, now let me see…. She didn’t get up, she is agitated, shouting, and very negative, I could hear her shouting when I phoned, she had wanted to speak with me and then in a split second she didn’t want to, I have by the way stressed my concerns about her being so unstable to the team around her. The lamotrigine was increased last week, I am feeling worried for her.

I will leave it there for now. I sometimes feel she should have an admission and under supervision withdraw her from all the medication, it seems like we just add new drugs or increase the dosages of the current ones.

Just my thought’s…

Luv C x