Originally Posted by Just Jacquie

waves, before I left to visit DH, I re-read your various theories over; I had no idea what I would face when I got to see him again this evening. Happily, I could tell he was better as soon as I saw him. His face looked 'brighter', he actually had a smile on his face. When asked how he felt, he said he felt much better than he did last night. I can only assume that the reduction in his meds is finally paying off in a more alert, closer-to-normal acting hubby! To his credit, when I spoke with the pdoc the other day, he said that I would probably notice a difference in him by the week-end, so I have to believe that his condition will continue to improve. I specifically asked DH what was going on last night and why he was so quiet and 'out of it' during my visit, and he really couldn't tell me. I asked if he was worried about something, or if something had happened, and he had no answer for me. I specifically asked him if he felt at all suicidal, and he quickly said no, not in the least. We counted down the number of days he had left there, and was happy to realize that he will be out of there in six days! Tomorrow night will be another test, as my son will finally be able to go with me to visit, and I just hope my husband reacts well, and is better even than today. I think that my son is still doubtful that his dad is ready to leave the hospital.

waves, I a feeling that this place does not respect the patients privacy and rights. Tonight, he told me that this morning, a woman went into his room and took his slippers that I just bought it a few weeks ago. He didn't even know who the person was, but was afraid to say anything - I think he was afraid of what she would do. I spoke to one of the aides as I was leaving, and she said she saw the woman wearing the slippers, and she would get them back.

BF, you kind of came into the middle of our whole story about our sad history. I will briefly tell you that my DH has been Dxed as bipolar way back in 1984, and has taken meds ever since, and been successful at work with the State of NJ for 32 years. He had one bad depression in 2003, when he actually attempted suicide. He recovered well and went back to work. Then this past January, we had a fire in our house, a raging one, and it took the whole house and apparently took over 90 minutes to get it under control. My DH and I were trapped in a downstairs bedroom; i stayed put, but, early on, he had gone out of the room to see if there was any way to rouse and help rescue my daughter, but it was not to be, ando. he burned his hands in the attempt He had gotten third degree burns on both So, you see, both of us suffered PTSD at the loss of our home and our and, in addition, the loss of our 27 yr old daughter, who was asleep upstairs in her room He then spent two full months hospitalized in the Burn Unit at Temple Hospital. That type of tragedy is what caused his PTSD, and mine as well.

Thanks again, all! I will keep you informed of how things go as the days progress.