Craig is in absolute misery. His raging hallucinations have escalated to 2 - 3 times a day now.
When he is in the midst of one of them, I can walk in the room and he won't even see me. When you look in his eyes, Craig is not there. His eyes are blank, yet angry. I don't know how to describe it. Horrific. Evil. Almost demonic.
Today he was screaming and yelling about football. Perhaps he was back in college. The other day when he screamed that he hated me, he didn't even see me. He was yelling at someone he was hallucinating seeing. Today there was a boy he was yelling at. It's way out of hand. He can't even stand up on his own anymore. He needs a wheelchair. Progression, yes.
Tomorrow if there is a bed open, the plan is that we encourage him to go to the Geropsych unit to be evaluated; to see if there may be something else medically wrong that could be causing this, and to determine which medication will work best for him.
He will be there for a few weeks while they sort it all out and hopefully get back some semblance of Craig.
It is what is best for him right now. If not, then he will continue to go through all this horrible emotional, and who knows if there's physical pain. We've got to get to the bottom of it.
Pray that they get it figured out quickly for Craig's peace.
Lord, give me strength to be strong for him.
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