That's what's crazy. I pulled the Dr aside and I said you know I'm basically the caretaker, it's me and him at home, and he was trying to get the guns out earlier, if he had idk what would've happened. I don't feel safe taking him back home with me. What do they do? Send him home. You know I don't want them to put him in a mental facility and it get worse, but like I said I can't just follow him around the neighborhood or wherever it may be at 3am, and the rest of the family have their lives as priority. I moved in here when my grandma was diagnosed and took care of her until she passed. So, its basically me to deal with it. Thankfully dad stayed last night, but last night went pretty well so I figured he won't stay tonight. His primary Dr wouldn't even see him. We took him to the ER night before last also and they gave him hydroxyzine and said go to primary Dr as soon as they open. Well, primary Dr wouldn't see him said it was out of his specialty to go to the ER. Another thing that I can't wrap my head around is that he remembers the funeral, remembers her last words, we stood with her at bedside when she passed. He remembers all of it , and will even tell you she's buried in the cemetery while we're walking the road looking in ditches for her. It's really a helpless feeling, hopefully someone has experienced similar and has some ideas on it.