I feel my dad has no quality of life. He sleeps all day, is double incontinent. He is so frail and we have to feed him every meal and help him drink. He doesn't remember me as his daughter even though I am there every day. He doesn't recognise himself on photographs or in the mirror. His only form of communication is a whistling noise he makes (which is very annoying hearing it all day). He can barely walk anymore, which has resulted in the carers advising that he would probably be best staying in bed rather than in his chair with my mum in the lounge as he sleeps all day anyways other than for food and even recently he hasn't been waking up to eat either. My mum basically lives on her own as he isn't present.
He currently has a chest infection and is on antibiotics but he sounds terrible, I actually believe he has pneumonia. Despite antibiotics and numerous visits from the GP he doesn't seem to be getting any better.
My mum says she can't bare to see him go into a care home/hospital etc but I don't think I can bare seeing him at home slumped in his chair drooling, not getting any enjoyment out of his life. He looks uncomfortable all the time despite us doing everything we can to help him. This is selfish of me, I know, as my mum wants him at home but I don't know how much more I can take. He is suffering. This is an awful awful illness and I hate to imagine any of my family having to ever take care of me like this in my final days, it is so debilitating.
He currently has a chest infection and is on antibiotics but he sounds terrible, I actually believe he has pneumonia. Despite antibiotics and numerous visits from the GP he doesn't seem to be getting any better.
My mum says she can't bare to see him go into a care home/hospital etc but I don't think I can bare seeing him at home slumped in his chair drooling, not getting any enjoyment out of his life. He looks uncomfortable all the time despite us doing everything we can to help him. This is selfish of me, I know, as my mum wants him at home but I don't know how much more I can take. He is suffering. This is an awful awful illness and I hate to imagine any of my family having to ever take care of me like this in my final days, it is so debilitating.