Hello
I haven't visited the forum for a while.
My Dad has Alzheimers, and has been ill now for I'd estimate about five years, although possibly longer, but undiagnosed. He's 73 now, and I think, from reading about the condition, in the latter stages. He is incontinent, doesn't recognise my Mum or family members and friends, rarely says anything which is comprehensible, and shows little interest in anything except occasionally on his better days, he will look at a toddler book.
I live in Canada, and feel guilty and absent from it all. My family and I returned to England in February for my nephew's wedding and the change since then seems to be marked. In February he was still continent, recognised everyone, well nearly everyone, and although his behaviour wasn't 'normal', he could just about hold a conversation with my daughter. He was confused and wandered, walking for miles.
Since then though, every time I phone my Mum, he seems to have gone down a little bit more. She had to agree to him going into a care home in July as he was becoming aggressive, incontinent, and behaving inappropriately (swearing, going to the bathroom in the bedroom, wandering off for miles - now he has to be taken to the bathroom in a wheelchair as he can't walk(!)
I dread phoning home as I know Mum will have another horror story to tell me. She's been an absolute brick the entire time, caring for him as long as she could. She's in her seventies as well and it took its toll on her, but she soldiered on for months.
It seems so cruel. Mum, my sister and family back in England are left to watch over a shell of a person who has no recollection of them, and sleeps most of the time they are with him. Mum battled to get him the best care home she could find and she has nothing but praise for them, but I know she is struggling with it all. It's heartbreaking to listen to. I tentatively suggested she might come and stay with us in the Spring for a breather as Dad is settled now and my sister and aunts and uncles will step in to keep an eye while she's away, but she won't hear of it. She feels it's her job to be there all the time. She even feels guilty going to family events without him. They have been together a long time.
Phew! I've rambled on, but I needed to get that off my chest.
I'm not sure what I am asking from the forum, except perhaps an ear, and a view on a couple of things.
The manager of the care home told Mum that if patients get Alzheimer's at a relatively young age, then it tends to progress quite quickly? Is this the case? Dad seems to have deteriorated beyond recognition in a few months.
Will decline continue to be that fast? He's now barely mobile. It sounds harsh, but I am worried on the impact on my Mum, and although I love my Dad dearly, and I will be devastated when we do lose him, in some ways this seems worse than him not being here at all.
We lost my father in law to Parkinson's in August, and my husband says he thinks it's harder on us with my Dad than it was to lose his, relatively quickly.
I hope I don't sound hard, but the person in the care home isn't Dad, it's his body, but he's not there any more. Every minor cough and cold seems to knock him back another stage. We all hold our breath when he has a snuffle.I sometimes lay in bed at night wondering what it's like for him. It's hard enough for us, but does he know what's happening, and how frightening must that be? I wander around the house trying to put thoughts like that out of my mind. It's such an awful condition.
We will all do all we can for him, but it's heartbreaking to watch - even from a distance of 9000 miles away in Canada.
Thanks for reading.
I haven't visited the forum for a while.
My Dad has Alzheimers, and has been ill now for I'd estimate about five years, although possibly longer, but undiagnosed. He's 73 now, and I think, from reading about the condition, in the latter stages. He is incontinent, doesn't recognise my Mum or family members and friends, rarely says anything which is comprehensible, and shows little interest in anything except occasionally on his better days, he will look at a toddler book.
I live in Canada, and feel guilty and absent from it all. My family and I returned to England in February for my nephew's wedding and the change since then seems to be marked. In February he was still continent, recognised everyone, well nearly everyone, and although his behaviour wasn't 'normal', he could just about hold a conversation with my daughter. He was confused and wandered, walking for miles.
Since then though, every time I phone my Mum, he seems to have gone down a little bit more. She had to agree to him going into a care home in July as he was becoming aggressive, incontinent, and behaving inappropriately (swearing, going to the bathroom in the bedroom, wandering off for miles - now he has to be taken to the bathroom in a wheelchair as he can't walk(!)
I dread phoning home as I know Mum will have another horror story to tell me. She's been an absolute brick the entire time, caring for him as long as she could. She's in her seventies as well and it took its toll on her, but she soldiered on for months.
It seems so cruel. Mum, my sister and family back in England are left to watch over a shell of a person who has no recollection of them, and sleeps most of the time they are with him. Mum battled to get him the best care home she could find and she has nothing but praise for them, but I know she is struggling with it all. It's heartbreaking to listen to. I tentatively suggested she might come and stay with us in the Spring for a breather as Dad is settled now and my sister and aunts and uncles will step in to keep an eye while she's away, but she won't hear of it. She feels it's her job to be there all the time. She even feels guilty going to family events without him. They have been together a long time.
Phew! I've rambled on, but I needed to get that off my chest.
I'm not sure what I am asking from the forum, except perhaps an ear, and a view on a couple of things.
The manager of the care home told Mum that if patients get Alzheimer's at a relatively young age, then it tends to progress quite quickly? Is this the case? Dad seems to have deteriorated beyond recognition in a few months.
Will decline continue to be that fast? He's now barely mobile. It sounds harsh, but I am worried on the impact on my Mum, and although I love my Dad dearly, and I will be devastated when we do lose him, in some ways this seems worse than him not being here at all.
We lost my father in law to Parkinson's in August, and my husband says he thinks it's harder on us with my Dad than it was to lose his, relatively quickly.
I hope I don't sound hard, but the person in the care home isn't Dad, it's his body, but he's not there any more. Every minor cough and cold seems to knock him back another stage. We all hold our breath when he has a snuffle.I sometimes lay in bed at night wondering what it's like for him. It's hard enough for us, but does he know what's happening, and how frightening must that be? I wander around the house trying to put thoughts like that out of my mind. It's such an awful condition.
We will all do all we can for him, but it's heartbreaking to watch - even from a distance of 9000 miles away in Canada.
Thanks for reading.