He is getting into a different stage now because he is having trouble going to the bathroom and knowing what to do at times. Last Tuesday night he did the same thing. I called his doctor, they said take him to the hospital and check to see if he has had a mini stroke or UTI.. I did and he was fine. He told them he was just being mean. He was mean and was scaring me last Tuesday, so I don't want to push him. Tonight when I tried to give it to him he started the hatefulness and I feel it. I hate this. I don't know how long I can deal with this. Last Tuesday he hit at me. My husband is a big man and very strong. I am his rock but I don't know about all this dementia stuff.
Think about this: If it weren't for dementia, if he were still in his right mind, would he be appalled by this behavior? Would he ever in a million years put up with someone else treating you like this? So if you can get out of harm's way, you are doing him a huge favor, too. Wouldn't he want you to protect yourself and prevent him from doing something he really does not want to do?
Maybe medication will be protection enough against the dementia aggression. Or maybe he will have to live physically separate from you. Maybe you can have a more loving relationship if you give up the hands-on care to three shifts of professionals.
It takes 2 hours to get him to accept his last shot of the day? Believe me, a long-term-care facility is not going to spend 2 hours on that! Try some calming drugs first if you want to, but if that isn't sufficient, let the professionals take over managing his diabetes.
I wish the best of luck. Your situation is very stressful. I can't imagine taking care of two people inside the home. I would get information on getting help with your husband. I'm a diabetic and I know it's not sure taking shots that is challenging. If he's a Type I, there are multiple blood sticks throughout the day, carb counting, etc. Controlling diabetes is a full time job in itself. Having him fight you on it........good luck. I would consider placement.
Start thinking seriously about a more secure placement elsewhere where he won't be able to threaten you.
She finally placed him. She died of a massive heart attack a few months later. He lived on happily for several more years. Don't be a hero.
Take care of yourself, my dear.
Being hit is never, never, NEVER acceptable. It means he needs medication for agitation at the least.