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- May 16, 2018
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- Loved one DX
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- 10/2015
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- Ile de France
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- mortcerf
Hi all
Today my dad and I saw a documentary in which he took part. The theme was elderly people. He saw himself almost motionless speaking on the screen. It made him sad. It made me sad. He hadn’t realized his physical aspect. I hadn’t realize either I suppose I got used to the changes as they came. I think he still saw himself as he was before he was stranded in his bed. He is in denial. He asks the physio when he ll be able to walk again. It s ok. That is the way he copes. But tonight I can’t help being scared because it s what happened to his wife who died a year and a half ago. I loved her. She held on as long as she believed she would once walk again. When she understood, she stopped eating and drinking. At the time I thought that was a clever move. I love her. But now I am afraid he ll do the same. Not logical I know.
I thought I had come to terms with his dying but I am not ready with his suffering or being sad.
I suppose I must keep on finding opportunities for good times for him. Cousins visiting Saturday. That’s an opportunity for champagne and cake
Today my dad and I saw a documentary in which he took part. The theme was elderly people. He saw himself almost motionless speaking on the screen. It made him sad. It made me sad. He hadn’t realized his physical aspect. I hadn’t realize either I suppose I got used to the changes as they came. I think he still saw himself as he was before he was stranded in his bed. He is in denial. He asks the physio when he ll be able to walk again. It s ok. That is the way he copes. But tonight I can’t help being scared because it s what happened to his wife who died a year and a half ago. I loved her. She held on as long as she believed she would once walk again. When she understood, she stopped eating and drinking. At the time I thought that was a clever move. I love her. But now I am afraid he ll do the same. Not logical I know.
I thought I had come to terms with his dying but I am not ready with his suffering or being sad.
I suppose I must keep on finding opportunities for good times for him. Cousins visiting Saturday. That’s an opportunity for champagne and cake