What a surprise yesterday when you called (which included dialing the phone all by yourself) to see how I was feeling, after I had been out sick for 4 days.
You are turning into a nice old man.
To God be the Glory.
The loss of empathy had been so apparent in the last 5+ years, I didn't expect to ever see it again. During that time, if I got sick, or if something bad happened to me, it didn't faze you. You offered no condolences, didn't follow up, didn't give back anything.
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Loss of empathy is a common early symptom of specific forms of dementia, including the kind I think you have, which also included as earlier symptoms, poor judgment, loss of insight.
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how much of this improvement in empathy is due to the fact you are getting coffee every morning since we hired a personal care attendant? Or is it due to the stabilizing impact/ improvement in all aspects of your well-being due to having the perfect personal care attendant, who comes for only 2 hours/day?
My conclusion would be that 2 hours/day of kind focused support, starting in the morning, can make a huge difference in maintaining "independence", and regaining empathy (humanity), for a person with dementia (who would otherwise require assisted living or memory care, assuming they aren't wandering at night and they have sufficient mobility to not require more care)
For those seeking a cost-effective elder care solution, I can highly recommend this as the lst step. It takes the pressure off the family and keeps the person more "independent" of family as well. It is far less expensive than an assisted living facility or nursing home, and YOU are the boss.
there are 2 caveats:
1. we switch the appliance electricity on and off (discretely), so that you can't use the stove/ oven or microwave, unassisted.
2. I wouldn't have dared to hire an assistant (for fear of their safety) in the earlier years when you were more aggressively misbehaving. This is working now only due to your frailty and further memory loss. Take home message: timing is everything.
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To God be the Glory.
Friday, February 6, 2015
Monday, February 2, 2015
I am smarter than you
A quote by me to you, circa January, 2010, when I didn't yet
quite understand what was going on with you:
"I am smarter than you, I am younger
than you, and I know how you think because what is in you is in me too.
You won't get away trying to outsmart me".
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I would never say that to you today.
There is no need to say anything like that today
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This was at the time you were changing
banks every few days, and traveling from Western Union to Moneygram, wiring
your money away forever, all under the direction of the internet scammers, who
had instructed you to keep the truth from your family (and when you saw me as the enemy instead of your only true friend and advocate).
see:
http://seniorfraud.blogspot.com/2012/01/your-father-is-wiring-38k-to-africa.html
http://seniorfraud.blogspot.com/2013/09/over-21k-lost-in-december.html
http://seniorfraud.blogspot.com/2014/11/first-contact-with-scammer-peter.html
http://seniorfraud.blogspot.com/2012/01/your-father-is-wiring-38k-to-africa.html
http://seniorfraud.blogspot.com/2013/09/over-21k-lost-in-december.html
http://seniorfraud.blogspot.com/2014/11/first-contact-with-scammer-peter.html
http://seniorfraud.blogspot.com/2014/11/unclaimed-assets-avery-dion-patrick.html
http://seniorfraud.blogspot.com/2014/11/john-england-david-donaldson-scam-2010.html
http://seniorfraud.blogspot.com/2014/11/john-england-david-donaldson-scam-2010.html
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This was at a time when I literally sent a
letter to every bank in the 70 mile region, along with legal documents
permitting them to talk to me.
I did it to protect you. To protect
you from yourself, and from the evil influences that had penetrated your life.
https://seniorfraud.blogspot.com/2017/10/example-letter-to-all-regional-banks.html **********************
I still have the phone numbers for the secret service, FBI, social services and way too many sheriff's offices.
https://seniorfraud.blogspot.com/2017/10/example-letter-to-all-regional-banks.html **********************
I still have the phone numbers for the secret service, FBI, social services and way too many sheriff's offices.
A wanted felon is calling
February 2010
I see a note on your desk. It has a name on it, with a phone number.
I google the name.
It is a Most Wanted Felon from the state of Utah.
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We eventually discover this is the source of the credit card fraud.
http://seniorfraud.blogspot.com/2014/07/lost-evidence-and-erosion-of-due-process.html
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Other notes that I find also link the same individual to activities I would classify as investment fraud.
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Although I reported it all to police in 2 different states, and though the involved credit card companies spoke with me many times on the phone, I believe that justice and due process was never achieved.
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The notes would suggest, and you also explain to me, that the felon presented himself as an expert in retrieving lost assets, lost through credit card fraud......
You believe that the felon is a legitimate business person who is going to help you retrieve lost assets.
Your hand written notes state the following:
Name of Felon , phone number of Felon
"Access to online accounts to be able to process disputes. You will need to activate and register the accounts online" (clearly he was writing down what someone was dictating to him)
The same note also appears to chronicle a series of credit card balance transfers:
10000 was processed by American Express
6880 was processed by Bank of America.
later, 10000 was moved to City Card to get free interest
How much of this was at the direction of the felon, and over what period of time did the interactions take place?
The credit card receipts show the purchase of many things, none by you, including
hotels
insurance
tires
clothing
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The fraudsters will assist the computer illiterate in signing up for online accounts access, which can then be more easily manipulated by the fraudsters.
At the time, I was in a battle of changing passwords and access, as I tried to shut down the accounts and gain control.
I see a note on your desk. It has a name on it, with a phone number.
I google the name.
It is a Most Wanted Felon from the state of Utah.
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We eventually discover this is the source of the credit card fraud.
http://seniorfraud.blogspot.com/2014/07/lost-evidence-and-erosion-of-due-process.html
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Other notes that I find also link the same individual to activities I would classify as investment fraud.
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Although I reported it all to police in 2 different states, and though the involved credit card companies spoke with me many times on the phone, I believe that justice and due process was never achieved.
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The notes would suggest, and you also explain to me, that the felon presented himself as an expert in retrieving lost assets, lost through credit card fraud......
You believe that the felon is a legitimate business person who is going to help you retrieve lost assets.
Your hand written notes state the following:
Name of Felon , phone number of Felon
"Access to online accounts to be able to process disputes. You will need to activate and register the accounts online" (clearly he was writing down what someone was dictating to him)
The same note also appears to chronicle a series of credit card balance transfers:
10000 was processed by American Express
6880 was processed by Bank of America.
later, 10000 was moved to City Card to get free interest
How much of this was at the direction of the felon, and over what period of time did the interactions take place?
The credit card receipts show the purchase of many things, none by you, including
hotels
insurance
tires
clothing
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The fraudsters will assist the computer illiterate in signing up for online accounts access, which can then be more easily manipulated by the fraudsters.
At the time, I was in a battle of changing passwords and access, as I tried to shut down the accounts and gain control.
Sunday, February 1, 2015
Thanksgiving arrest 2012
As I write this blog I now realize that you have been arrested more than once, in the days around Thanskgiving.
Is there something about the time of year?
http://seniorfraud.blogspot.com/2015/02/arrest-as-route-to-hospitalization-2010.html
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About one week before Thanksgiving, without any notice, you depart from the senior condo and drive to the farm homestead town in rural Minnesota.
Your intention is to see the doctor there so they can give you back your drivers license.
http://seniorfraud.blogspot.com/2015/02/too-old-and-demented-to-drive.html
You are sure that they will give you anything you ask for.
I first learn of your trip when you call me from the garage, unable to get into the house, your house, the house you built. I talk you through the steps.
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The doctor calls me, informing me you gave him permission to call and get the history, since you are unable to provide your medical history or your med list. I say, "did you notice the dialysis fistula in his arm?", as well as other pertinent history.
I tell the doctor you don't have a valid drivers license, that you recently failed the driving test.
The doctor informs me that he must call the police (since it is obvious you drove to the appointment and you would be driving again as soon as you leave the appointment).
I don't know what happened after that -- nobody called me to inform me of anything.
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Its 3 days before Thanskgiving. You are still alone at the farm homestead. I call you around 7 PM only to learn that you are heading back home to the city condo tonight. However, you are sitting at the kitchen table of distant relatives, off the beaten path, a deviation from the usual route we take between locations. Its dark outside and you are in a strange place, driving without a license. I don't even like to drive in the dark and I am much younger than you.
I say, "try not to get killed or kill anyone tonight Dad", and we hang up.
Exhausted, I go to bed and sleep, not realizing that events continue to play out many miles away.
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its 6:30 AM, 2 days before Thansgiving. The phone rings. Its my aunt, your sister in law. She tells me you are in Mankato - 90 miles away. You called her after you couldn't reach me.
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The jitterbug cell phone has my home phone number keyed in as well as my cell phone, office, phone. Still, you couldn't reach me (purely due to your telephone incompetence). The staff at the Super 8 hotel helped you get through to my aunt.
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The police found you on highway 14, driving too slow. I am sure you were lost, having taken an alternate route, driving in the dark, at 10 PM. They next learned the drivers license wasn't valid. For the first time you now believe that you don't have a valid drivers license.
The police leave the car on the road and take you to the Super 8 hotel. What else would you do with an 81 year old guy who was driving 90 miles from home at 10 PM at night?
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"come and get me", you say.
"I can't just drop everything and come and get you because you are driving without a license", I say. I have a job, a schedule I need to keep, people who are depending on me to be responsible.
I didn't pick you up until Thanksgiving morning.
On the way home you agreed to put the car away for the winter. Actually, you never drove again after this.
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The stay at the Super 8 was actually like a little vacation, quite enjoyable. They had free coffee and donuts in the lobby.
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The house-keeping staff entertained you. You could easily walk next door to the Happy Chef for meals.
Who would have thought getting arrested could be so fun?
Is there something about the time of year?
http://seniorfraud.blogspot.com/2015/02/arrest-as-route-to-hospitalization-2010.html
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About one week before Thanksgiving, without any notice, you depart from the senior condo and drive to the farm homestead town in rural Minnesota.
Your intention is to see the doctor there so they can give you back your drivers license.
http://seniorfraud.blogspot.com/2015/02/too-old-and-demented-to-drive.html
You are sure that they will give you anything you ask for.
I first learn of your trip when you call me from the garage, unable to get into the house, your house, the house you built. I talk you through the steps.
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The doctor calls me, informing me you gave him permission to call and get the history, since you are unable to provide your medical history or your med list. I say, "did you notice the dialysis fistula in his arm?", as well as other pertinent history.
I tell the doctor you don't have a valid drivers license, that you recently failed the driving test.
The doctor informs me that he must call the police (since it is obvious you drove to the appointment and you would be driving again as soon as you leave the appointment).
I don't know what happened after that -- nobody called me to inform me of anything.
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Its 3 days before Thanskgiving. You are still alone at the farm homestead. I call you around 7 PM only to learn that you are heading back home to the city condo tonight. However, you are sitting at the kitchen table of distant relatives, off the beaten path, a deviation from the usual route we take between locations. Its dark outside and you are in a strange place, driving without a license. I don't even like to drive in the dark and I am much younger than you.
I say, "try not to get killed or kill anyone tonight Dad", and we hang up.
Exhausted, I go to bed and sleep, not realizing that events continue to play out many miles away.
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its 6:30 AM, 2 days before Thansgiving. The phone rings. Its my aunt, your sister in law. She tells me you are in Mankato - 90 miles away. You called her after you couldn't reach me.
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The jitterbug cell phone has my home phone number keyed in as well as my cell phone, office, phone. Still, you couldn't reach me (purely due to your telephone incompetence). The staff at the Super 8 hotel helped you get through to my aunt.
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The police found you on highway 14, driving too slow. I am sure you were lost, having taken an alternate route, driving in the dark, at 10 PM. They next learned the drivers license wasn't valid. For the first time you now believe that you don't have a valid drivers license.
The police leave the car on the road and take you to the Super 8 hotel. What else would you do with an 81 year old guy who was driving 90 miles from home at 10 PM at night?
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"come and get me", you say.
"I can't just drop everything and come and get you because you are driving without a license", I say. I have a job, a schedule I need to keep, people who are depending on me to be responsible.
I didn't pick you up until Thanksgiving morning.
On the way home you agreed to put the car away for the winter. Actually, you never drove again after this.
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The stay at the Super 8 was actually like a little vacation, quite enjoyable. They had free coffee and donuts in the lobby.
The house-keeping staff entertained you. You could easily walk next door to the Happy Chef for meals.
Who would have thought getting arrested could be so fun?
Too old and demented to drive?
Easter Sunday 2012 we present for emergency hospitalization. You are hypoxic, fluid overloaded, confused. Emergency dialysis is performed. It ends up as a 3 week hospitalization, with more than one call from the hospital staff, late at night, as your confusion creates problems controlling you in the hospital.
When you are discharged it is recommended that you not drive until there is a driving evaluation.
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For the 6 weeks that home care came it was easy to get you to agree that you were home-bound, and shouldn't be driving.
Around the 6 week mark I schedule the appointment for an expert driving evaluation, which you surprisingly agree to do. It is a 3-4 hour test, including testing on signs, vision, and actually driving. The recommendation is made that you NOT drive.
We are informed you are blind in one eye. We are informed that the driving instructor had to intervene, to avoid a collision, during the test drive phase of the test
You are so angry I thought you were going to hit the instructor. I quickly escort you out of the facility. Of course, I don't give you your keys back.
The primary care doctor and the state revoke the drivers license, on the basis of the drivers test.
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What a surprise to realize you have made a charge at the local grocery store. How did you get there?
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The Buxx card shows a charge to a locksmith. You hired a locksmith to break into your car, and make you new car keys.
I must complement you on your cunning. Of course, you were driving without a valid license.
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You don't believe that the drivers license has been revoked. You blame me. You also blame the nephrologist (who had nothing to do with it)
When you are discharged it is recommended that you not drive until there is a driving evaluation.
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For the 6 weeks that home care came it was easy to get you to agree that you were home-bound, and shouldn't be driving.
Around the 6 week mark I schedule the appointment for an expert driving evaluation, which you surprisingly agree to do. It is a 3-4 hour test, including testing on signs, vision, and actually driving. The recommendation is made that you NOT drive.
We are informed you are blind in one eye. We are informed that the driving instructor had to intervene, to avoid a collision, during the test drive phase of the test
You are so angry I thought you were going to hit the instructor. I quickly escort you out of the facility. Of course, I don't give you your keys back.
The primary care doctor and the state revoke the drivers license, on the basis of the drivers test.
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What a surprise to realize you have made a charge at the local grocery store. How did you get there?
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The Buxx card shows a charge to a locksmith. You hired a locksmith to break into your car, and make you new car keys.
I must complement you on your cunning. Of course, you were driving without a valid license.
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You don't believe that the drivers license has been revoked. You blame me. You also blame the nephrologist (who had nothing to do with it)
Arrest as a route to hospitalization, 2010
I have a deadline and not enough time to do the work.
It is the day after Thanksgiving, 2010.
You have made the 180 mile trek to my house and we had a nice holiday dinner yesterday. You are still driving at this time, and seemingly baseline, even though we had the incompetence related/ scam events in late 2009/early 2010. Still, I have changed the locks on my doors. You no longer have a key to my house - I can't trust who you are interacting with, who might manipulate you, and what risks that would give me.
I don't even know what happened that day, how our conversation suddenly deteriorated. I can't remember the details this many years later as I write this story. However, I remember that its as though you had a 2nd sense that I didn't have time to get into a hassle with you. And, you were looking for a fight.
We have been remodeling a condo for you nearby. You have the key to the new place, your future home. You are partly moved in there, in fact.
I don't have time to waste on a fight, especially not today.
I suggest that you should leave my house now, go back to your own place.
But you refuse. You continue to want to fight.
I ask you to leave, but you refuse, again and again.
Eventually, I call the police. It isn't the first time I have called the authorities about you. But it is the first time I have called the police in this location, my own home.
Soon they arrive, 2 officers, a man and a woman, in a squad car.
You tell them your complaint about me, the details which I can't remember anymore. Actually, I believe the complaint was that you had supported me through college and graduate education.
You now feel I need to pay you back , 25 years after the fact. Or, it was because you don't think that I repaid the loan on a piano I bought in 1980 (I think I did). I know you want the money to continue your delusional interactions with the scammers. It is hurtful to hear you harbor and express these negative feelings about me, related to events of my childhood.
I tell them that I had asked you to leave and that you refused. You continue to refuse.
The officers are respectful of the fact that I had asked you to go and you continue to not take it seriously. You continue to refuse to leave. Eventually they arrest you. They ask me what to do with you and I recommend theytake you to the hospital, to the hospital where I know there is psychiatry intake through the emergency room.
I sadly watch out the window.
I see my elderly father, between 2 police officers, walking to the police car. They place you inside the car, and they drive away.
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A while later the emergency room doctor calls me. She volunteers, "my mother has dementia too".
What a comfort those words were to me, that someone understood.
They keep you a few hours, but they don't have enough to hold you. Eventually they call me to come and get you.
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You are sitting in an exam room, in the Emergency room, unconcerned, as if you didn't just get escorted to the hospital by the police.
I help you check out, which includes a referral for outpatient psychiatry follow up.
We drive home in silence. As we get closer to my house, where your car is parked, I think to myself that I can't let you back in the house or the same thing is going to start up again. Its not really over.
I don't have time for this -- I have a deadline related to work, I really need to get back to work, and I can't afford more time to fight with you over nonsense.
How am I going to prevent the same thing from happening inside my house again?
I pull up in front of the house, and I tell you that I am going to drop you off, while I pull around to the back (the story doesn't even make sense to me today as I write this, I can't remember how I came up with a story to get you out of the car, thinking that things were normal).
I drive to the back , enter the back of the house, but I don't open the front door, and I don't let you back in.
You have your car keys, and a new condo to stay in , only a mile away. Its not like I am abandoning you on the street.
I can still remember how you POUNDED on the door, in a rage, once you realized I had tricked you ...... yes, it would have happened again had I let you back in.
But, eventually you go back home to your own place, and the event ends, never to recur.
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Its hard to believe today, in 2015, that such terrible things happened back then in 2010. But it was all part of the process.
As we moved forward, as your mind got less clear, as you stepped lower in your brain functional abilities, we passed through phases.
At some point normal barriers and social restraints were lost.
Arrest is probably not an uncommon route to hospitalization for those in similar situations. Unfortunately, the system didn't easily accommodate to hold you there, or more importantly, to fix you. I now believe that it was impossible to fix you then. You were normal enough to be out there freely living in the world, and you were abnormal enough to get into lots of trouble.
Luckily, today the crazy mean and violent days seem to be gone forever, as you are now too forgetful to hold grudges, and you are too frail to be a physical threat.
It is the day after Thanksgiving, 2010.
You have made the 180 mile trek to my house and we had a nice holiday dinner yesterday. You are still driving at this time, and seemingly baseline, even though we had the incompetence related/ scam events in late 2009/early 2010. Still, I have changed the locks on my doors. You no longer have a key to my house - I can't trust who you are interacting with, who might manipulate you, and what risks that would give me.
I don't even know what happened that day, how our conversation suddenly deteriorated. I can't remember the details this many years later as I write this story. However, I remember that its as though you had a 2nd sense that I didn't have time to get into a hassle with you. And, you were looking for a fight.
We have been remodeling a condo for you nearby. You have the key to the new place, your future home. You are partly moved in there, in fact.
I don't have time to waste on a fight, especially not today.
I suggest that you should leave my house now, go back to your own place.
But you refuse. You continue to want to fight.
I ask you to leave, but you refuse, again and again.
Eventually, I call the police. It isn't the first time I have called the authorities about you. But it is the first time I have called the police in this location, my own home.
Soon they arrive, 2 officers, a man and a woman, in a squad car.
You tell them your complaint about me, the details which I can't remember anymore. Actually, I believe the complaint was that you had supported me through college and graduate education.
You now feel I need to pay you back , 25 years after the fact. Or, it was because you don't think that I repaid the loan on a piano I bought in 1980 (I think I did). I know you want the money to continue your delusional interactions with the scammers. It is hurtful to hear you harbor and express these negative feelings about me, related to events of my childhood.
I tell them that I had asked you to leave and that you refused. You continue to refuse.
The officers are respectful of the fact that I had asked you to go and you continue to not take it seriously. You continue to refuse to leave. Eventually they arrest you. They ask me what to do with you and I recommend theytake you to the hospital, to the hospital where I know there is psychiatry intake through the emergency room.
I sadly watch out the window.
I see my elderly father, between 2 police officers, walking to the police car. They place you inside the car, and they drive away.
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A while later the emergency room doctor calls me. She volunteers, "my mother has dementia too".
What a comfort those words were to me, that someone understood.
They keep you a few hours, but they don't have enough to hold you. Eventually they call me to come and get you.
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You are sitting in an exam room, in the Emergency room, unconcerned, as if you didn't just get escorted to the hospital by the police.
I help you check out, which includes a referral for outpatient psychiatry follow up.
We drive home in silence. As we get closer to my house, where your car is parked, I think to myself that I can't let you back in the house or the same thing is going to start up again. Its not really over.
I don't have time for this -- I have a deadline related to work, I really need to get back to work, and I can't afford more time to fight with you over nonsense.
How am I going to prevent the same thing from happening inside my house again?
I pull up in front of the house, and I tell you that I am going to drop you off, while I pull around to the back (the story doesn't even make sense to me today as I write this, I can't remember how I came up with a story to get you out of the car, thinking that things were normal).
I drive to the back , enter the back of the house, but I don't open the front door, and I don't let you back in.
You have your car keys, and a new condo to stay in , only a mile away. Its not like I am abandoning you on the street.
I can still remember how you POUNDED on the door, in a rage, once you realized I had tricked you ...... yes, it would have happened again had I let you back in.
But, eventually you go back home to your own place, and the event ends, never to recur.
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Its hard to believe today, in 2015, that such terrible things happened back then in 2010. But it was all part of the process.
As we moved forward, as your mind got less clear, as you stepped lower in your brain functional abilities, we passed through phases.
At some point normal barriers and social restraints were lost.
Arrest is probably not an uncommon route to hospitalization for those in similar situations. Unfortunately, the system didn't easily accommodate to hold you there, or more importantly, to fix you. I now believe that it was impossible to fix you then. You were normal enough to be out there freely living in the world, and you were abnormal enough to get into lots of trouble.
Luckily, today the crazy mean and violent days seem to be gone forever, as you are now too forgetful to hold grudges, and you are too frail to be a physical threat.
Too frail now to be mean
circa 10/12/11
Its over just under 2 years since the Conservatorship started.
There are no credit cards in your name and there are multiple fraud protection alerts to prevent credit cards being opened in your name.
I stop by your place for something or other. In the course of our interaction I am in your office.
I notice the credit card statement on the desk.
What is this?
I have the paper in my hand. It appears to be a Discover Card Statement. (why wasn't I more discrete?)
You say, "Give me that paper".
I am not giving up the paper.
The situation quickly spins out of control.
I try to leave and you stand in front of the door, preventing my exit.
Yes, I could get out if I really wanted to -- I could push you aside hard, but I would never do that.
What if you fell, my 80 year old father?
I could call the police, but I am not really afraid. I have my cell phone in my hand.
I see a space, and make a quick dash for the door. I almost make it out, but you crush my body inside the door as you push it shut. I yell for help, a futile effort, into the empty hallway. My arm and hand are bruised in the process.
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I call a friend who comes within minutes. He has to physically hold you back so I can escape.
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Why did Discover give you a card when there was a fraud alert to prevent this?
A fraudulent charge to 5 Star Enterprises, for $221.23, another scam, to a fly by night Arizona based scam company, was made 3 days ago. This is a purchase for NOTHING that is concrete or real, another get rich quick scam.
You can't afford this.
I end up spending months to resolve the issue, ultimately needing the help of the Attorney General of my state.
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I believe the fraudsters will assist the computer illiterate and financially incompetents to sign up for credit cards needed for illegal transactions to take place
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You are too frail now to do anything like the above vignette depicts.
However, dementia can bring out inappropriate behavior, including violence, in previously peaceful people.
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I also learned a lesson on discretion. I don't tell you or ask you now when I find things that are off.
I just deal with them quietly.
Its over just under 2 years since the Conservatorship started.
There are no credit cards in your name and there are multiple fraud protection alerts to prevent credit cards being opened in your name.
I stop by your place for something or other. In the course of our interaction I am in your office.
I notice the credit card statement on the desk.
What is this?
I have the paper in my hand. It appears to be a Discover Card Statement. (why wasn't I more discrete?)
You say, "Give me that paper".
I am not giving up the paper.
The situation quickly spins out of control.
I try to leave and you stand in front of the door, preventing my exit.
Yes, I could get out if I really wanted to -- I could push you aside hard, but I would never do that.
What if you fell, my 80 year old father?
I could call the police, but I am not really afraid. I have my cell phone in my hand.
I see a space, and make a quick dash for the door. I almost make it out, but you crush my body inside the door as you push it shut. I yell for help, a futile effort, into the empty hallway. My arm and hand are bruised in the process.
I call a friend who comes within minutes. He has to physically hold you back so I can escape.
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Why did Discover give you a card when there was a fraud alert to prevent this?
A fraudulent charge to 5 Star Enterprises, for $221.23, another scam, to a fly by night Arizona based scam company, was made 3 days ago. This is a purchase for NOTHING that is concrete or real, another get rich quick scam.
You can't afford this.
I end up spending months to resolve the issue, ultimately needing the help of the Attorney General of my state.
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I believe the fraudsters will assist the computer illiterate and financially incompetents to sign up for credit cards needed for illegal transactions to take place
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You are too frail now to do anything like the above vignette depicts.
However, dementia can bring out inappropriate behavior, including violence, in previously peaceful people.
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I also learned a lesson on discretion. I don't tell you or ask you now when I find things that are off.
I just deal with them quietly.
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