Dad has not been good all week, Monday things changed. His behaviour went really obsessive and almost manic, usually as sign that he has had another TIA. He started to become quite quiet, not usual for him, and then yesterday we got a call from the NH to say he wasn't eating or drinking. By the time I got there in the afternoon, he was not recognising me or my sister, something he has always retained. And was just sat not interested in anything and sleeping loads.
Obviously nobody can tell us if this is the beginning of the end, but they are reacting as if it is. We have always been clear that he is to have no interventions and they are respecting this, he is offered food but when he refuses nobody is forcing him. The Dr put in place all the med he needs to keep him pain free a few weeks ago, as he has been suffering extreme pain with angina and we were warned he could just have a massive heart attack at anytime.
We know he could rally round as its happened before, but somehow this feels different , its like the fight has gone out of him and believe me , he is one of life's real batterers . This is the first time I have felt he has given up.
I think we may loose him this time and in the quiet of the middle of night, I am surprisingly ok about it. If anything my fear is that he will rally and he will be back to having no real quality of life and his confusion and fear will return, I suppose it makes me a bad person, sorry but I really hope this is it for his sake.
Obviously nobody can tell us if this is the beginning of the end, but they are reacting as if it is. We have always been clear that he is to have no interventions and they are respecting this, he is offered food but when he refuses nobody is forcing him. The Dr put in place all the med he needs to keep him pain free a few weeks ago, as he has been suffering extreme pain with angina and we were warned he could just have a massive heart attack at anytime.
We know he could rally round as its happened before, but somehow this feels different , its like the fight has gone out of him and believe me , he is one of life's real batterers . This is the first time I have felt he has given up.
I think we may loose him this time and in the quiet of the middle of night, I am surprisingly ok about it. If anything my fear is that he will rally and he will be back to having no real quality of life and his confusion and fear will return, I suppose it makes me a bad person, sorry but I really hope this is it for his sake.