I’m so sorry to read about how you’re feeling @Heartbrokenbear.
Good advice above. Please phone the Samaritans number and speak to someone there.
Good advice above. Please phone the Samaritans number and speak to someone there.
i would send the poa asap. it doesnt mean that your dad cant say any more but good for when he may not have capacity. health and welfare and finance. once he hasnt got capacity, you cant send them and set it up but a whole different scenario. it saves a lot of work. you can have a poa at any time in your life, i set my husbands up 3 months after diagnosis. 4 years on, he still has capacity and makes his own decisions. he does the starring eyes and i have to repeat it. hes not listening. mine zones out when hes had enough of talking or finding it hard to manage conversation. mine had anaemia with no sign of bleeding. they wanted a camera up and down to see if it was his bowel. he refused both but just had a ct scan instead and highlighted his colon. there wasnt any point as he didnt want treatment so why put him through it. they only found polyps so we left.Hi all,
Sorry I've not been replying.
I've been spending as much time as possible with Dad.
So far two drugs have failed, the first one made him very confused, he worsened in days, thinking he didn't live where he did.
This subsided after I stopped him having it anymore, although a GP told me to keep him on it, I made the decision it was too high risk.
Since then another GP has agreed I did the right thing.
The second one affected his heart and caused angina so I stopped this immediately without informing the GP, again I deemed it too high risk.
Unfortunately, dad has been slowly deteriorating, I've noticed it.
I can be talking to him and he stares straight though me and doesn't have any clue what I'm on about or even doing, such as speaking to him. I prompt him and he just says 'yes' or 'no'.
He falls a sleep a lot too mid day.
I think he has a mild swallowing issue which concerns me as I've rear this can indicate mid stage, although he is still aware of distant memories I think they are starting to fade.
I've been very unwell with it all, my GP informed the mental health services about me and sough to MHA, at present they have said they'll monitor me.
However I didn't know but the mental health team made a safeguarding referral, about me not Dad, to social services as they've deemed me vulnerable.
Dad has said to me many times he doesn't want to go into a nursing home and I've promised him again and again and he says he knows I won't willingly but what if it gets too much as he's seen it before children promise their parents, I've told him I won't, I will get carers to come in even if that's a dozen times a day I will not put him in one (luckily he is already in sheltered housing and I can't put this into play when if it comes - which I hope it won't).
Another blow was Dad never told me but when we had a meeting with the GP last time I was informed he is losing blood internally, from somewhere and that he had a positive FIT test a few months ago, I wasn't aware, and they are concerned regards possible cancer.
Dad doesn't want anymore invasive tests and I've supported him with this, given his frame of mind.
I've not sent off the POA yet, it's all ready to go but I can't bring myself to do it, Dad hates the idea of me having it but keeps telling me to hurry up and send it as he doesn't want social services making the decisions about him.
I guess I have to send it off soon.
Alarming I found Dad messing around with electrics the other day, he got a shock, luckily not lasting damage but I did tell him firmly he needs to stop doing these things.
Finally, his gait now seems to becoming affected, he holds on to rails upstairs and down now something he never did or I never noticed before and his feet aren't always straight in front of each other - I understand this is another symptom.
Luckily my GP understands how distressed I am and has put me on various drugs to try and keep me going, although it only seems to take the edge off, not escape reality.
Sending you all love, support and best wishes for this cruel disease.
6am and I've been awake all night
I'm not sure why I'm posting here but I can't do this anymore.... I've been sobbing my heart out all night and the emotional pain is constant, I have no escape.
I'm scared anytime my phone could ring, I'm scared what the next hour will bring let alone what this disease will do in the end.
I spoke to a Dementia Admiral Nurse earlier and there isn't any changing how I feel
I'm not strong enough to watch the one person who has stood by me my entire life, through right, through wrong, protected me, been there for me, cuddled me when I was in tears, told me we'd get through this be robbed of himself.
I can't do this.. I can't 😪
I won't sit around and watch my dad, be stolen from me piece of piece and not be able to do a single thing about it
I'd rather not be here, that makes me a coward but I'd rather be a coward than be living in this pain witnessing this type of suffering and we aren't even a week into diagnosis
I want this to be nightmare
I want him to be okay 😪
yes, call the samaritans and tell all cry, scream...whatever. my heart aches for you but your dad must also breaks his heart , even in his own state of mind, knowing how this affects you. you've got to talk to a grief counselor. they do help, believe me.
has he had a swallowing assessment? my husband has vascular dementia and kept choking. i put a folded tea towel on his back where ive had slap his back. theyve told him his swallowing is out of rhythm. he was told to make sure what he eats as moist. dry food leads to crumbs so irritates his throat leading to coughing. put gravy on it or some sort of sauce, custard on pudding. things like lettuce and cabbage cling to the throat and make him cough.Hi everyone and apologies that I've not replied here or to anyone sooner.
I've been battling, and still am major depression which the GP now has me on various drugs to try and control.
Dad, sadly has deteriorated since my last posting here; he is slowly becoming non verbal, sometimes I try and speak to him and he won't reply, and I ask a few times something and it takes 3 or 4 times before he'll respond, he claims this is because he can't hear me although each time I've spoken loudly, so believe he is attempting to hide his symptoms.
The other very concerning thing is that he isn't eating very much anymore, maybe less than 500 calories a day.
No matter what I try, he won't eat it, I've got him crisps, chips, meat, to cakes, chocolate etc and he won't have any of it.
I suspect it's due to a swallowing issue he won't disclose, as lately he randomly chokes on fluids and foods, which he never did before.
I've had to tap his back many times to stop him choking, he goes red during it.
I'm convinced he has lost weight but being how he is, refuses to tell me his weight so will need to wait until the next GP appointment.
We've gone from having long daily discussions, to him becoming withdrawn, saying to call him tomorrow and then tomorrow comes and this cycle goes on, with few words and I constantly have to keep the conversation going.
He appears very depressed also, and I am spending nights with him at present and he is walking around early hours of the morning asking when are we going out, at 6am for example!
He has been randomly falling to sleep recently too, outside as well when we go out.
I really am putting a face on, and it's only because of the drugs they've put me on I'm still here as this is so painful to watch, and I am scared we are moving into late stage already, probably his Vascular Dementia rather which I'm aware worsens at a faster rate.
He has also been complaining of chest pains the last few weeks but refuses any GP care, I've told him I'm worried but he said he doesn't want anymore medical intervention, I will respect his wishes but keep checking his wishes remain such way.
Finally, he is losing capacity possibly as his financial handling has got much worser than 6 months ago, he keeps thinking his money has gone missing but I've checked and shown him it hasn't, yet the next day we have the same debate until it again is settled then a few days pass and he refuses to believe I am right.
I'm lost, because as much as I hate to say it, I'm in denial he is slipping away from me, I guess I'm living with my heads in the clouds hoping he one day will be back to himself again, I know in my heart that won't happen but I have nothing else to hold on too.
He hate three mouthfuls today of his dinner, left the rest, I feel guilty for even eating when he can't because of whatever symptoms he suffers with this cruel disease.
Sorry for the long post, I hope everyone is keeping well and sending my love.