savvietva
New member
- Joined
- Feb 19, 2010
- Messages
- 3
- Reason
- Loved one DX
- Country
- US
- State
- VA
- City
- Warrenton
Hi everyone, I just joined and wanted to introduce myself. My 81-year old father was diagnosed with ALS in Feb 09, and the disease has progressed rapidly. Within a year, he went from driving to being essentially paralyzed from the neck down. Speech and swallowing get more difficult on a daily basis. Though he has a feeding tube, he seems to have decided not to use it. He can still speak, but only our immediate family understands and he has no interest in tech aids. My mother is and has been since the beginning, both physically and mentally unable to accept and deal with the situation. OK, honestly, she’s become a raving alcoholic, not to mention a really mean drunk. Luckily, my brother and I are local. For the first 6 months, I was primary caregiver, but my dad is over a foot taller than me (no osteoporosis or bone loss in our family) and my brother soon had to take over the lifting and moving, even with the mechanical assistances we installed. But we both have kids, and soon needed help. We have a bevy of aids (Dad’s harem) Monday through Friday, and my brother does nighttime duty. I have weekend duty. I have come to terms (on most days) with the disease, and the fact that my father will die, probably in the coming months. But I am watching my family fall apart and I have no idea how to stop it. My mother sleeps the day away and comes out at night to take out her frustrations on my brother, who then retreats with his Budweiser or takes his frustrations out on me (verbally). Most days I don’t mind, but the truth is, our family is not doing so well in the coping strategies. I’d like to blame it all on my mother (don’t misunderstand me, we do love her – accept when she’s drinking), but I’m not even convinced that the situation would be any different if she were sober. I was wondering if anyone had experienced similar situations and how they coped? The trusty family meeting failed miserably. Positive attitude and humor haven’t brought about any results. I am open to suggestions, or just someone to talk to that won’t yell at me for failing to grasp the fact that life sucks and my dad is dying.