My Dad is 90, he's been in a CH for about 3 years. In January he had 2 falls in 24 hours and was taken to hospital. He was deemed fit for discharge but the CH wouldn't take him back as he would have been at too much risk, and said he would have to go to a nursing home. While trying to find him a place, he developed pneumonia (he had had a chest infection just before going into hospital). He stopped swallowing for a few days, they tried to put a tube down his throat to feed him, but he kept pulling it out. They said he could pass at any time. He got better, he went to the nursing home two weeks ago.
The home is lovely. The staff seem to be great, but my Dad is... just not my Dad.
He can't do anything for himself, can't talk, he's just lying in bed. He has had macular degeneration for years and it's certain he can't see anything. He is also very deaf. They've said he is not on end of life care as he is still swallowing a little, but they said I shouldn't expect him to last very long.
There's part of me wants to go over and spend every minute with him, but when I get there it's all I can do not to cry. My husband is of the opinion that I shouldn't go and see him very often, as I always get upset. (I don't mean he's stopping me going, but he doesn't think it does me any good) The trouble is, I haven't seen him for 10 days now and I'm crying a lot as I want to see him, but I want to see my old Dad, not this body in the bed.
I know people on here will understand if I say I wish he would go and then I could mourn him properly.
I'm trying to console myself by thinking that most likely he has gone past the point of suffering (mentally) and is unaware of what state he is in.
Three weeks ago I was diagnosed with diabetes so now I've got well meaning friends saying I should look after my own health first.
But I want to look after my Dad, and there's nothing I can do to make things better for him.
The home is lovely. The staff seem to be great, but my Dad is... just not my Dad.
He can't do anything for himself, can't talk, he's just lying in bed. He has had macular degeneration for years and it's certain he can't see anything. He is also very deaf. They've said he is not on end of life care as he is still swallowing a little, but they said I shouldn't expect him to last very long.
There's part of me wants to go over and spend every minute with him, but when I get there it's all I can do not to cry. My husband is of the opinion that I shouldn't go and see him very often, as I always get upset. (I don't mean he's stopping me going, but he doesn't think it does me any good) The trouble is, I haven't seen him for 10 days now and I'm crying a lot as I want to see him, but I want to see my old Dad, not this body in the bed.
I know people on here will understand if I say I wish he would go and then I could mourn him properly.
I'm trying to console myself by thinking that most likely he has gone past the point of suffering (mentally) and is unaware of what state he is in.
Three weeks ago I was diagnosed with diabetes so now I've got well meaning friends saying I should look after my own health first.
But I want to look after my Dad, and there's nothing I can do to make things better for him.