Last night they moved Thing2 to a more intensive-care area where there is a lower nurse/patient ratio. It's a good thing too.
When the nurse (C) tried to give her medicine this evening, Thing2 became combative and knocked it out of her hands. C first cared for Thing2 6-years ago and knows her well... and C was stunned by this behavior.
When I arrived, C was anxious to talk with me, and I confirmed that Thing2 has very recently been combative at times. Thing2 is so tiny at this point that its more scary than actually threatening to anyone but her. However, it's so out of character that C and I are very alarmed that this might be a result of her liver disease, or some other medical problem that has been missed.
I'm so very glad that Thing2 is in the hospital right now, but I would be much happier if I felt like we have a grip on what's going on.
I suggested to C that perhaps they should reduce all medicine that she is taking down to the bare bones, leaving only that which cannot be safely withdrawn. That's what Thing2 wants. She doesn't want to take all the meds. I want to follow her wishes, as much as possible, and as long as no one has a better idea.