Dad

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My Dad has Alzheimers and was diagnosed with prostate cancer which has also spread to bones and lymph nodes. He was diagnosed a year ago and was given approximately 9 months to live. He was then moved into a nursing home. Dad is still with us but is really going downhill. He isn't aware of the cancer. He isn't receiving any treatment other than pain killers. The past couple of days he is refusing food and has very little to eat, he is drinking. He has also just developed a DVT in his leg. His Alzheimers is really bad too. 

I'm his only child and we gave been always so close. I'm massively struggling with everything. Watching my Dad deteriorate is the hardest thing ever. I'm so anxious, I'm scared I can't cope with lookig him and I panic that everytime I say bye its going to be the last time. The doctors are unable to give me a prognosis. I struggle with guilt as I can't get there everyday to see him (I have 2 children and run a business) . I go every other day. I'm already grieving for my Dad. I'm.just not coping with this and the prospect of loosing my special Dad. 

  • Hi  

    Sorry to read about your dad and hope that the nursing home is working out well for him. Many people find the support they can get there is so helpful in that we can become the loving child again rather than full time carer.

    There is quite a good article on anticipatory grief on the main site. How old are your children? We have advice for them too. I bet your dad is proud of you with the business though but it does add pressure so remember to look after yourself as well.

    <<hugs>>

    Steve

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  • I know how you feel.  After I lost my dad to lung cancer my mum was left on her own and I had a full-time job and couldn't give her the care and attention she needed.  I managed to get my mum into a nursing home in the town where I live within 6 weeks after dad died so I was then able to visit every day which I couldn't do before because she did not live locally.  It took me a while to realise she had dementia and she was probably unaware that I was visiting every day.  She only had me but she was very well cared for in the nursing home.  Eventually, she began to deteriorate and lost so much weight she could not get out of bed, she was so frail.  The doctor told me that it was end of life care and I was heartbroken when asked by the nursing home whether Mum should be resuscitated in the event of needing to be.  I asked Mum what she wanted and she had no hesitation in saying 'no'.  She died 12 months after dad died and I'd been to visit on that day, as I did every day, but had left to go home for lunch, in which time she had died.  I never saw her alive again.

    All I can say is make every visit a special one because we never know when it will be the last time.

    x