Hi all
Went to see Dad at the care home straight after work last night, his AD was particularly bad and his cough had got worse. There's a nasty cold going round the home just now, half the staff are off sick and the residents are starting to go down with it. Took Dad to the toilet where he started to cough so badly I thought he was going to choke, a doctor was called out who said he thought that that Dad has heart failure.
So once again off to casualty - what chaos it was there - where Dad was eventually seen and heart failure was confirmed. Dad in the meantime was kicking up merry hell, pushing the doctors away, pulling out the canular, refusing oxygen, yelling, swearing and shouting, wouldn't let me out of his sight for a second and if I had to leave the cubicle was yelling my name at the top of his lungs.
Eventually he fell asleep and we sneaked out, got home sometime round 2am this morning. Couldn't face the alarm going off at 5.45 and the hour drive down the motorway so have rung in sick at work. Just been on the phone to the hospital, they say he's also got a chest infection.
Poor old devil. In and out of care homes, in and out of hospital, every time he goes in his AD gets a bit worse and he gets frailer. I hate to say this but I just wish his heart would give and he went suddenly, this is no sort of life for him.
So I'm dreading my visit later today, I was told that he was still kicking up a stink this morning and if he's true to form it'll be me he launches at as soon as I walk in
And one of the cats is also being very difficult, Justin managed to lock him in the shed all night.
AJay xxx
Went to see Dad at the care home straight after work last night, his AD was particularly bad and his cough had got worse. There's a nasty cold going round the home just now, half the staff are off sick and the residents are starting to go down with it. Took Dad to the toilet where he started to cough so badly I thought he was going to choke, a doctor was called out who said he thought that that Dad has heart failure.
So once again off to casualty - what chaos it was there - where Dad was eventually seen and heart failure was confirmed. Dad in the meantime was kicking up merry hell, pushing the doctors away, pulling out the canular, refusing oxygen, yelling, swearing and shouting, wouldn't let me out of his sight for a second and if I had to leave the cubicle was yelling my name at the top of his lungs.
Eventually he fell asleep and we sneaked out, got home sometime round 2am this morning. Couldn't face the alarm going off at 5.45 and the hour drive down the motorway so have rung in sick at work. Just been on the phone to the hospital, they say he's also got a chest infection.
Poor old devil. In and out of care homes, in and out of hospital, every time he goes in his AD gets a bit worse and he gets frailer. I hate to say this but I just wish his heart would give and he went suddenly, this is no sort of life for him.
So I'm dreading my visit later today, I was told that he was still kicking up a stink this morning and if he's true to form it'll be me he launches at as soon as I walk in
And one of the cats is also being very difficult, Justin managed to lock him in the shed all night.
AJay xxx