I know the answer is a care home and I am going looking again this afternoon with two in mind. Dad has deteriorated so much since his hospital stay that looking after him is now just too difficult and will probably make me ill. I have not weighed him yet but he has obviously lost a great deal of weight, I may try this evening just to see. He is able to get around with his frame so mobility has improved and he can still take himself to the toilet so that is a plus.
On the minus side his dementia is ten times worse. He no longer knows where he is half the time and needs constant reassurance, particularly at night with constant calls of 'can someone tell him where he is' and this is getting me down. I am getting help from my brother now but of course it is still me doing twice what he does which can't really be helped and is better than nothing. Dad is sleeping a great deal and eating very little so is back on the milk shakes again. I don't think his cancer has anything to do with this (although it may) I think it is just a downward spiral from his pneumonia and the hospital stay. I can't force him to eat and so he will get weaker. His doctor saw him earlier this week and could not find much wrong with him. He has no pains and can swallow what little he is eating.
If I thought that dad had weeks left then I could carry on with this but if it is months then I can't.
I worry that if I put him into a care home he will become one of those who constantly calls for help that will not come. We have all heard them, the little voice in the distance constantly calling 'please help me' that everyone ignores and I can't bear that if it is my dad.
I don't know, I am just writing it down to make some sense of it. I think I will phone the Macmillan number as well.
On the minus side his dementia is ten times worse. He no longer knows where he is half the time and needs constant reassurance, particularly at night with constant calls of 'can someone tell him where he is' and this is getting me down. I am getting help from my brother now but of course it is still me doing twice what he does which can't really be helped and is better than nothing. Dad is sleeping a great deal and eating very little so is back on the milk shakes again. I don't think his cancer has anything to do with this (although it may) I think it is just a downward spiral from his pneumonia and the hospital stay. I can't force him to eat and so he will get weaker. His doctor saw him earlier this week and could not find much wrong with him. He has no pains and can swallow what little he is eating.
If I thought that dad had weeks left then I could carry on with this but if it is months then I can't.
I worry that if I put him into a care home he will become one of those who constantly calls for help that will not come. We have all heard them, the little voice in the distance constantly calling 'please help me' that everyone ignores and I can't bear that if it is my dad.
I don't know, I am just writing it down to make some sense of it. I think I will phone the Macmillan number as well.