I know dementia sucks and all that, but sometimes I can't help but laugh. Like this morning. I'm trying to spoon feed this old dude his morning meds in some applesauce (because the 28 bed ER had 22 admission holds which meant I was floor nurse extraordinaire) and he is just not having it.
It's hard to explain to someone who is 100% demented why it's a good idea to take his meds. I had resorted to wheedling, cajoling, pleading, and making airplane noises. If it works for a two year old, why not gramps...right? No. Unsuccessful.
I finally asked again "but pop, aren't you hungry?" He looks at me and just goes "Nope. I've been full all night..." and dug his finger up his nose. I'm thinking NOOOOOO DON'T DO IT! and then he gets a hold of the biggest, greenest, crunchiest booger I've ever seen and proceeds to house that entire thing.
Good thing he won't remember me hysterically laughing at him.
Dementia sucks...but man sometimes it can be funny.