Monday, Dad lost it... When I was finally able to reach him on the phone, the conversation started out quite rationally. He asked if he was supposed to be on 15 or 30 mg of MS Contin. I said that he had been on 30 but the Hospital had the old list which said 15. I told him to ask for more if he had pain, since the Hospital docs are in charge now.

Then he told me his bizarre story, most of which surrounded his roommate behind the curtain. He felt his life was in danger; nurses were giving him the wrong drugs and doing strange things to his body. 3 different 'wives' came past his bed on the way to his roommates bed -- where he heard them having sex. Strange noises, lights and smoke made him believe the place was on fire. His life was in danger and all those nice nurses were also in on it.

I called Dr. Sciala and relayed the situation to him.
- posted by Rodney B. Murray, PhD @ 3:06 PM