The Beginning Of My Troubles
While I was in the hospital during the introduction to hemodialysis as an inpatient, my first hallucination experience been a little cartoonish. My first hallucinating experience was not too bad, yet mild. The medicine Ativan was starting to show me that my phone and remote control for the TV and nurse call button on because to bend and spark the moment I would handle them. Seeing the remote and my phone melt and bend in my hand made me drop or put down the remote and phone very quickly. Every time I would pick up my phone or the TV remote/nurse call button, they would melt and bend, spark, and a fire would blacken the items, and I would try to push the buttons to change the channel, but it would not work. The fire burning the items—my cell phone and TV remote/nurse call button—make me throw down the items quickly because I could feel the heat from the melting and building of the items.
Okay, even though it did not really happen, I could feel, smell, and taste as if it were real. That was the scary. Once I let go of my phone, their phone, and the TV remote/nurse call button, the items would go back to normal until I touched them again.
This is where Ken and Tanya’s visit that Saturday after church showed them that something was not right that. My caregiver Dawn and Scott had visited earlier that day and were gone already. I do not remember if I had dialysis that morning or not. I do not think so.
The Day Before — Friday
I did have treatment that day in the morning with Dawn and Scott visiting. I had some employees come in to say hello and talk to me, and during their visit, I recognized one of the gals. It was Sue Frank, my friends Marge, and Richard Frank’s daughter, I liked for years since I got to know the Frank family because I was their neighbor at one time for a few years before I moved again. While Sue’s co-worker was talking to me, I looked at Sue and she could tell that my brain was working on remembering her than I was really listening, lol, but that was okay, I guess, because Sue and I began chatting because I said I think I know Sue, by saying I recognize her and my brain was working on that rather than listening fully on what was said by her co-worker. The co-worker also noticed I was not really with it either. She laughed and smiled, and understood I heard her, but now I was concentrating on Sue. Lol, it was a funny half an hour. Sue and I chatted, she told me she will let her mom know I was in the hospital, and that afternoon, Marge came to visit for a few minutes and, Kay the social worker and Jill the dietitian dropped by to introduce themselves that day to tell me I would be going to the clinic at the Henry Palmer building for dialysis. I started dialysis on Tuesday, May 7, 2019, after I was out of the hospital, and that weekend turned into a longer hospital stay then planned because my hallucinating got worse, and it took another who week and a day before I could go home. At that time, I was still living at Burbank Plaza. I did not leave there until October 1, 2020.