Chase_Corin
Distinguished member
- Joined
- Nov 24, 2010
- Messages
- 135
- Reason
- Loved one DX
- Diagnosis
- 11/2010
- Country
- CA
- State
- On
- City
- Perth, Ontario
Dad was diagnosed in November of 2010, in the past week his breathing has become more laboured, his bones are starting to hurt just for the sake of hurting. His speaking is just about the level of a whisper and even that is garbled. He never uses his speach assist device.
Nobody has come to train my mom on how to use the suction device and dad rejects any help with his eating. He won't let us puree food, crush pills or anything that might make things easier. He eats toast cut into small bits with jam or apple sauce and that is basically what I have seen him eat all weeked, Oh and a bit of sausage.
Dad has been against having the feeding tube since the begining and I can respect that but I don't know if I can sit around and watch him starve or dehydrate to death. I am almost certain he is dehydrated right now (and yes we are calling his doctor about it tomorow) his mouth is sticky, his kidneys are acheing and I believe he may have a urinary tract infection if not Kidney stones.
My dad has always been stuborn but until you have lived with him you would never understand how he can precisely time things. You will be in the room with him for an hour, the moment you walk into another room he starts talking. The problem is that we can't hear him or understand well enough without a line of sight so we are kinda lipreading kinda understanding jestures. The other thing is that he still talks to the television (this is not unusual) So once we hear him mom and are jumping up seeing what he needs.
We are exhausted.
I work part-time and normally stay up half the night just in case dad needs anything. I wake mom up for the other half then when I get home from work she goes to sleep and then she lets me sleep a few hours after that. It seems like we are riding a ferris wheel.
As a result we have all delt with things differently
I have lost almost 100 lbs. (not that I didn't need to loose it) since this time last year just from the stress or so I think. I havn't been exerciseing, or eating overly healthy.
My mom on the other hand has been gaining weight and is unhappy with herself but it gives her somthing to do other than worry I guess.
My brother has moved out, he found the girl of his dreams, and moved into her house now we see him rarely and he is able to escape the stress.
I have friends that try to understand, try to grasp what we go though but a lot of them haven't seen dad for years because dad has become a recluse. He dosn't like people coming over to the house. So the few friends who have seen him are compleetly shocked. He has lost so much weight, he's bent over like a little old man, and he just dosn't have the I don't know what you would call it, energy for life, or somthing that made him who he was. We have always been a family that laughed together but these days the laughs are a little bit too few and far between. Like a cloud is overhanging us.
Nobody has come to train my mom on how to use the suction device and dad rejects any help with his eating. He won't let us puree food, crush pills or anything that might make things easier. He eats toast cut into small bits with jam or apple sauce and that is basically what I have seen him eat all weeked, Oh and a bit of sausage.
Dad has been against having the feeding tube since the begining and I can respect that but I don't know if I can sit around and watch him starve or dehydrate to death. I am almost certain he is dehydrated right now (and yes we are calling his doctor about it tomorow) his mouth is sticky, his kidneys are acheing and I believe he may have a urinary tract infection if not Kidney stones.
My dad has always been stuborn but until you have lived with him you would never understand how he can precisely time things. You will be in the room with him for an hour, the moment you walk into another room he starts talking. The problem is that we can't hear him or understand well enough without a line of sight so we are kinda lipreading kinda understanding jestures. The other thing is that he still talks to the television (this is not unusual) So once we hear him mom and are jumping up seeing what he needs.
We are exhausted.
I work part-time and normally stay up half the night just in case dad needs anything. I wake mom up for the other half then when I get home from work she goes to sleep and then she lets me sleep a few hours after that. It seems like we are riding a ferris wheel.
As a result we have all delt with things differently
I have lost almost 100 lbs. (not that I didn't need to loose it) since this time last year just from the stress or so I think. I havn't been exerciseing, or eating overly healthy.
My mom on the other hand has been gaining weight and is unhappy with herself but it gives her somthing to do other than worry I guess.
My brother has moved out, he found the girl of his dreams, and moved into her house now we see him rarely and he is able to escape the stress.
I have friends that try to understand, try to grasp what we go though but a lot of them haven't seen dad for years because dad has become a recluse. He dosn't like people coming over to the house. So the few friends who have seen him are compleetly shocked. He has lost so much weight, he's bent over like a little old man, and he just dosn't have the I don't know what you would call it, energy for life, or somthing that made him who he was. We have always been a family that laughed together but these days the laughs are a little bit too few and far between. Like a cloud is overhanging us.