Why my Dad
New member
- Joined
- Nov 12, 2009
- Messages
- 7
- Diagnosis
- 10/2009
- Country
- CA
- State
- Ontario
- City
- Niagara Falls
Dad is 82 and just diagnosed with ALS on Oct 7/09. He had trouble keeping his balance about 5 years ago and was diagnosed with having a stroke. Since then, he has gradually lost strength in his legs. He started using a walker off and on about 4 years ago but he also had circulation problems in his legs. He had arterial bypass surgery on his right leg in Feb/07 and has used his walker constantly since then as he was so afraid of falling. His speech became affected about 2 years ago and we noticed that he was slobbering too. I moved in with my Mom and Dad almost 8 years ago to help as my Mom was diagnosed with cancer. She passed away Oct/06. Then my brother was lived with us for a year as he had become ill with cirrhosis. My brother passed away Mar/09. Right after my brother passed away, Dad had to have a permanent catheter inserted as his bladder wasn't working. At that time, we were able to obtain some in-home assistance for him for awhile. A physiotherapist and speech therapist came to teach him exercises to help build strength in his legs and to help with swallowing. I had been advised to contact the Geriatric clinic at our hospital to have Dad assessed as well. It was these nurses who advised us to take Dad to a neurologist where he was diagnosed with Lou Gehrigs.
Dad says he feels worse everyday. He has trouble swallowing and feels as if he can't clear his throat all the time. He said that he feels as if there is mucous that he can't cough up - so he keeps clearing his throat..sometimes for hours - trying to be able to cough. All of this is so scary for him and I try to be positive - but it is very hard when there is no hope for his future. My Dad was always the strength of our family. He loves his family dearly and has always, always been there for us anytime we needed him. He is a kind, loving and fair man who never judges others. Even now, he doesn't talk much about this disease as he doesn't want to upset his girls...but I see him sitting on the side of his bed with his head down - worrying. It is heart-breaking. I don't know what to say to him and I can't make things better.
It has only been a month since Dad was diagnosed with ALS. The neurologist told him that all of his muscles will grow weaker and that eventually - it will affect his breathing as well. He said most people end up with pnemonia and that is how they pass away. I think that is why my Dad is so worried that he isn't able to cough right. We have no idea how much time he has or what he will go through as we don't know how long he has had ALS. I do know that it has only been a month now since he was told he has this horrible disease and I have already seen a big change in him. He can no longer use his walker as his legs won't hold him up and I have to be very careful what I am cooking for him so that he doesn't choke. As there is no hope - Dad gets very depressed now...he just isn't the same happy, joking person anymore.
Our local Community Cares Access Centre has come in to assess him again and we were told he will get help from a physiotherapist and an occupational therapist. Although a nurse comes once a month to change his cathater - I worry that this isn't enough as I am not a nurse and I don't know what to do when things don't seem right. He has been up for the last 2 nights...making the noises where he sounds like he is trying to clear his throat. He ends up with a headache and feels short of breath. What do I do to help him? How do I know if he is getting pnemonia? He says that his whole body aches - and that he feels best when he lays on his bed so he is laying down a lot. Now - where the cathater goes into his body below his belly button, I am having to clean it all the time as it looks like it is getting infected. I think that - because he is laying down, the urine bag isn't below his body level and it backs up. I have tried to convince him to undo the bag when he is laying down and to let it hang off his bed...but he said that he doesn't remember the nurse saying that and he doesn't think that is what the problem is. (He is very stubborn - and - he still wants to make his own decisions so it is difficult to get his cooperation sometimes...).
I ended up being off work for health problems of my own in May. I have since been diagnosed with Irritable Bowel Syndrome however - while I was off work, my position was eliminated so I no longer have a job (I worked in Social Services). Money is tight but - things happen for a reason and Dad can't be left alone. With all of the stress that came along with learning that Dad has ALS, there has been some conflict in the family as well so that has caused additional stress for both Dad and myself.
Please let me tell you about it....I have 2 sisters - one who lives 4 hours away and the other who lives 5 minutes away. Although they call Dad - or pop in to see him, I am the one who is with Dad 24 hours a day. My one sister helped to take my Mom, my brother, and my Dad to some of their appointments when I was working but neither of them understand how much is involved with caring for Dad on a daily basis. As my Mom's cancer advanced, I was allowed to work at home for a couple of months so that I would be here for her as Dad was not steady enough on his feet to help her. As time has gone on...after caring for Mom, my brother and now my Dad - I have found that all I do is defend myself every time I talked to one of my sisters. I finally took a stand as I could not take their criticism any longer. I don't expect thanks or praise for being here to take care of Dad...but I would like some support and understanding of how hard it is sometimes. When I stood up for myself - it caused a huge argument and now neither of my sisters are speaking to me. They believe that I am here to benefit in some way and that is the only reason I moved in to help Mom and Dad 8 years ago. No matter what I said to defend myself, they didn't believe me. Dad tried to talk to them as well but they feel that he is only sticking up for me.
On Thanksgiving weekend - only 2 weeks after finding out my Dad had Lou Gehrigs, my sister told me that if anything happens to Dad, I had better be prepared to move in a month as they would have to come in and clean up the house to get it sold. Both of my sisters also advised me to start packing things I don't use so that I don't have to do it in a hurry in the end. Well, this really bothered me. I tried to explain to them that they have no idea how this is affecting me inside. I have been through my Mom's illness...then my brother's and all the while my Dad's health was deteriorating...but I had to keep strong for Dad. For me to start packing now is like saying "the end"...and I am worried about how well I will handle it all. I was looking for some compassion but - my sister said that it is reality. If Dad passes away, none of us can afford to keep the house going. The house isn't worth much and Dad has a mortgage on it so it isn't as if there will be much money left in the end anyhow. And - I tried to tell them that Dad could be here for another 3 years! But - Dad had lent me money...and as I am now unable to work because I am taking care of him...he doesn't want me to pay back the money I owe. Thus....my sisters think I have manipulated him - and have been all along. My one sister even said "I wish I could just sit at home everyday!" She came here purposely to "set me straight" - telling Dad she didn't care about the money...she only cared about him but that if he lent me money, he should be lending it to my other sister as well. She viciously attacked me for a half hour, screaming in from of our father making accusations that were not true and stating her opinion on things that concerned my children and were none of her business. Both of my sisters have been talking and have come up with their own conclusions on why I moved in here. Although I paid Dad $500 mth rent for 7 years until this past January - my sister doesn't believe this to be true. We never claimed the rent on income tax and we gave Dad cash...why would I need a receipt from my own father. Neither one of them has ever been involved much in the care of our parents or my brother and they aren't here to help at all with our Dad. They have never had to try to dress Dad...or get him into the shower - or onto the toilet. They aren't up off and on all night listening to his coughing on the baby monitor or watching him sit at the side of his bed with his head down...thinking.
I'm sorry - I hope it is ok for me to write all of this. I am now feeling alienated from my nieces and nephews as well as I believe my sisters have somehow made me out to be some horrible daughter...after being around here and seeing what I do for almost 8 years - and there is nothing I can do. I am the oldest daughter and I've always been the peace-maker...willing to forgive and forget so that everyone is getting along but now, when we need them most, my sisters are making assumptions and these assumptions are tearing our family apart...and putting additional stress on their own father - our Dad...remember? the one just diagnosed with Lou Gehrigs. It is enough trying to accept that our Dad is going to have a really rough road ahead of him without playing these games. Again - I'm sorry...I'm angry and I'm hurt.
Thanks for listening...whoever reads this. I am just feeling down tonight and wanting to "vent".
Dad says he feels worse everyday. He has trouble swallowing and feels as if he can't clear his throat all the time. He said that he feels as if there is mucous that he can't cough up - so he keeps clearing his throat..sometimes for hours - trying to be able to cough. All of this is so scary for him and I try to be positive - but it is very hard when there is no hope for his future. My Dad was always the strength of our family. He loves his family dearly and has always, always been there for us anytime we needed him. He is a kind, loving and fair man who never judges others. Even now, he doesn't talk much about this disease as he doesn't want to upset his girls...but I see him sitting on the side of his bed with his head down - worrying. It is heart-breaking. I don't know what to say to him and I can't make things better.
It has only been a month since Dad was diagnosed with ALS. The neurologist told him that all of his muscles will grow weaker and that eventually - it will affect his breathing as well. He said most people end up with pnemonia and that is how they pass away. I think that is why my Dad is so worried that he isn't able to cough right. We have no idea how much time he has or what he will go through as we don't know how long he has had ALS. I do know that it has only been a month now since he was told he has this horrible disease and I have already seen a big change in him. He can no longer use his walker as his legs won't hold him up and I have to be very careful what I am cooking for him so that he doesn't choke. As there is no hope - Dad gets very depressed now...he just isn't the same happy, joking person anymore.
Our local Community Cares Access Centre has come in to assess him again and we were told he will get help from a physiotherapist and an occupational therapist. Although a nurse comes once a month to change his cathater - I worry that this isn't enough as I am not a nurse and I don't know what to do when things don't seem right. He has been up for the last 2 nights...making the noises where he sounds like he is trying to clear his throat. He ends up with a headache and feels short of breath. What do I do to help him? How do I know if he is getting pnemonia? He says that his whole body aches - and that he feels best when he lays on his bed so he is laying down a lot. Now - where the cathater goes into his body below his belly button, I am having to clean it all the time as it looks like it is getting infected. I think that - because he is laying down, the urine bag isn't below his body level and it backs up. I have tried to convince him to undo the bag when he is laying down and to let it hang off his bed...but he said that he doesn't remember the nurse saying that and he doesn't think that is what the problem is. (He is very stubborn - and - he still wants to make his own decisions so it is difficult to get his cooperation sometimes...).
I ended up being off work for health problems of my own in May. I have since been diagnosed with Irritable Bowel Syndrome however - while I was off work, my position was eliminated so I no longer have a job (I worked in Social Services). Money is tight but - things happen for a reason and Dad can't be left alone. With all of the stress that came along with learning that Dad has ALS, there has been some conflict in the family as well so that has caused additional stress for both Dad and myself.
Please let me tell you about it....I have 2 sisters - one who lives 4 hours away and the other who lives 5 minutes away. Although they call Dad - or pop in to see him, I am the one who is with Dad 24 hours a day. My one sister helped to take my Mom, my brother, and my Dad to some of their appointments when I was working but neither of them understand how much is involved with caring for Dad on a daily basis. As my Mom's cancer advanced, I was allowed to work at home for a couple of months so that I would be here for her as Dad was not steady enough on his feet to help her. As time has gone on...after caring for Mom, my brother and now my Dad - I have found that all I do is defend myself every time I talked to one of my sisters. I finally took a stand as I could not take their criticism any longer. I don't expect thanks or praise for being here to take care of Dad...but I would like some support and understanding of how hard it is sometimes. When I stood up for myself - it caused a huge argument and now neither of my sisters are speaking to me. They believe that I am here to benefit in some way and that is the only reason I moved in to help Mom and Dad 8 years ago. No matter what I said to defend myself, they didn't believe me. Dad tried to talk to them as well but they feel that he is only sticking up for me.
On Thanksgiving weekend - only 2 weeks after finding out my Dad had Lou Gehrigs, my sister told me that if anything happens to Dad, I had better be prepared to move in a month as they would have to come in and clean up the house to get it sold. Both of my sisters also advised me to start packing things I don't use so that I don't have to do it in a hurry in the end. Well, this really bothered me. I tried to explain to them that they have no idea how this is affecting me inside. I have been through my Mom's illness...then my brother's and all the while my Dad's health was deteriorating...but I had to keep strong for Dad. For me to start packing now is like saying "the end"...and I am worried about how well I will handle it all. I was looking for some compassion but - my sister said that it is reality. If Dad passes away, none of us can afford to keep the house going. The house isn't worth much and Dad has a mortgage on it so it isn't as if there will be much money left in the end anyhow. And - I tried to tell them that Dad could be here for another 3 years! But - Dad had lent me money...and as I am now unable to work because I am taking care of him...he doesn't want me to pay back the money I owe. Thus....my sisters think I have manipulated him - and have been all along. My one sister even said "I wish I could just sit at home everyday!" She came here purposely to "set me straight" - telling Dad she didn't care about the money...she only cared about him but that if he lent me money, he should be lending it to my other sister as well. She viciously attacked me for a half hour, screaming in from of our father making accusations that were not true and stating her opinion on things that concerned my children and were none of her business. Both of my sisters have been talking and have come up with their own conclusions on why I moved in here. Although I paid Dad $500 mth rent for 7 years until this past January - my sister doesn't believe this to be true. We never claimed the rent on income tax and we gave Dad cash...why would I need a receipt from my own father. Neither one of them has ever been involved much in the care of our parents or my brother and they aren't here to help at all with our Dad. They have never had to try to dress Dad...or get him into the shower - or onto the toilet. They aren't up off and on all night listening to his coughing on the baby monitor or watching him sit at the side of his bed with his head down...thinking.
I'm sorry - I hope it is ok for me to write all of this. I am now feeling alienated from my nieces and nephews as well as I believe my sisters have somehow made me out to be some horrible daughter...after being around here and seeing what I do for almost 8 years - and there is nothing I can do. I am the oldest daughter and I've always been the peace-maker...willing to forgive and forget so that everyone is getting along but now, when we need them most, my sisters are making assumptions and these assumptions are tearing our family apart...and putting additional stress on their own father - our Dad...remember? the one just diagnosed with Lou Gehrigs. It is enough trying to accept that our Dad is going to have a really rough road ahead of him without playing these games. Again - I'm sorry...I'm angry and I'm hurt.
Thanks for listening...whoever reads this. I am just feeling down tonight and wanting to "vent".