Going to be another rough day.

I got here around 6AM today, having convinced myself that she would be herself today. I asked the nurses how the night when. She has been up all night. No sleep. I walk into her room and she is doing something in the air. The hallucinations have gotten worse. She wont sit still, and continues to try to get out of bed and undress. She has been caring on conversations with people that aren't here. She keeps talking to Dad (he pasted in 2008), and asking me to get his stuff ready to go. She thinks her sister and brothers are all here and talking to her. She keeps reaching for items that aren't there. She'll close her eyes for a few seconds and then scream out of nowhere. I tried to feed her breakfast, and she wouldn't eat. She kept telling me to give her a ham sandwich. I told her there was no sandwich. She then got angry, yelling at me to look at it, and give her the damn sandwich. She spit at me and pushed me away. This is heartbreaking to see her like this. This is not my mother. I pray that this will wear off soon. I want my mother back.