GB: I have to agree with you. My father has alzheimers and is getting to the point where he needs constant supervision. Dad had always been a man to build or fix anything around the farm or home. Dad has built beautiful fireplaces and chimneys for many people. He worked for one of my brothers who builds custom homes. Dad did electrical, carpenter, mason, all kinds of work, and was very good at any thing he did.
A few weeks ago one of the smoke detectors started beeping. Dad removed one thinking it was the problem. The beeping still could be heard. Dad went and removed the door bell from the wall thinking that was what was beeping. Mom noticed what he was doing and made him stop. She called one of my brothers to come over and fix the smoke detector. While waiting Dad took the one he had taken down, which was not the one with a bad battery, out to the garage. He got a hammer and tried to tap it till it quite beeping. He smashed it to bits.
Mom had an energy audit, and then had a contractor come and replace the weatherstripping around the doors and windows. Dad got it in his mind that the weatherstripping was creating a problem with the door going out to the garage. Dad went and got a hammer to try and adjust the weatherstripping. He adjusted it alright, now part of the door frame needs to be replaced.
While I was there two weeks ago, we locked up all the hammers, drills, and saws.
But the worst thing that happened during my stay was when we stopped to eat. My brother Rob (Lionhunter) and I ordered a meal that came with a salad, Mom ordered fish and chips. Dad decided to have what Mom had. The waitress brought out Rob and My salads and we ate them. I noticed Dad kept looking at our salads, and seemed confused. Then when the waitress brought out Mom and Dad's order, Dad looked at her and said "Don't we get a salad too"? The waitress said "If you want one I can get you one, but it will have to be added to your bill". Dad got mad and said "Well, I don think we will ever be coming back here again". Dad said this real loud and in a very nasty attitude. Mom, Rob, and I were shocked. Dad had never been like that before. My Dad had always been a very easy going person, and would never say anything to hurt anyone like that.
We all know it is the disease, but it has me concerned. I saw the look in Dad's eyes, and I know he was just one step away from getting violent. I envisioned him jumping up and slapping that young woman. What's going to happen once he crosses that line? And with the rapidity of his progression into this sad never never land, I can see it happening soon.