Dad has been given a terminal diagnosis but had a first and final blast of radiotherapy last October. He had an aborted cytoscopy in January and will now be going into hospital on Friday to have the cytoscopy under an epidural.
Das has a severely weakened heart (running at 20%), kidney and liver disease after his heamaturia was left to take its cours over an 11 hour wait in A&E resulting in sepsis.
There is no further treatment he can have but he is exhausted through being up every night every hour to pee which takes a great deal of time. He is also experiencing both bladder and bowel incontinence. I am looking after dad on my own. We rarely have contact from the Dr's surgery unless I ask them for something, we have no oncology nurse to contact and just about everybody we've met so far gives us such little information we don't know what to do with ourselves.
Dad is getting ever more depressed and I really do feel that if somebody took the time to sit down and speak to him about what to expect in the coming weeks/months/years (unlikely I think), he might at least come to terms with it better instead of never knowing. We know he had high grade aggressive urothelial carcenomas G3 T2 back In April last year but we still know no more information other than there are no further treatment options available other than palliative care. Dad doesn't appear to have any pain and he isn't loosing weight because eating seems to be the only pleasure he has left in life.
When will we ever get a prognosis, be told what to expect on this journey we are now on. I just want some clarity, to not just be left alone not knowing what could happen, that what is happening now is 'normal' for his stage of this disease but we have nothing. I am even terrified that dad won't get through the procedure on Friday, he is just so tired, his breathing is really bad and he is dreading the procedure so much, I am half expecting him to tell me to take him home on the way to the hospital. I am doing everything I can to take care of him but why is there so little information or the information I'm reading doesn't relate to dad as we skipped any kind of chemo after his second TURBT. I'm ranting, I'm doing my own head in, I'm frantic and alone trying to care for my very scared 84 year old dad.
I am exhausted. It has been going almost a year to the day when he had his first TURBT surgery in the Midlands on 16th March. I picked him up from the hospital and bought him over to our cottage in the Leicestershire countryside. He never went home again. Two days after he got to us he was rushed into hospital with gross haematuria, kept in for 10 days before being released back to us with Covid, three days later, same again only this time different hospital where he was in for almost 7 weeks. During that time we moved him from his flat in the midlands to a nice flat just a couple of miles up the road from us with no steps. Everything has been a battle, council taxes, attendance allowance, changing Dr's, changing consultants officially from the midlands. Nothing at all has been easy. I feel dad is getting more and more poorly and I just want some peace of mind for him (and myself if I'm honest, I want to prepare, make arrangements so I know hubby and dogs are okay when I stay over with dad). I feel so useless, unprepared.
You are doing a fantastic job even if you don’t feel as if you are.Your dad has been through the mill and so have you.I do empathise having had the same type of struggles with getting help for mum.Nothing was made easy and it all adds to the exhaustion.Now mum has died I have had battles of a different kind which have been going on for over a year.You deserve some answers and a break from all the stress.Hugs Jane xx
Jane, I'm so sorry to hear that you've lost your mum. I have had plenty of time to get dad's affairs in order, I'm a born organiser so that is not a factor in my worries thankfully. Why do things have to be made so complicated, people being so bombastic, consultants with the 'god' factor. Stop the roundabout, I want to get off!! I hope your battles are soon resolved so you can get some peace. I wish you luck and send you a big hug back and thank you for taking the time ti respond to me. xx
I do know the feeling of we will know more after these tests, mine was your only 50 we don't want to do that op (cystectomy) so we will look at alternatives that was 8 months ago and now it appears to have spread and be too late. But as you I ask questions and I work in the NHS and have even chased things internally (2 week rule being arranged for 6 weeks)
It seems a very similar mess around to yourself it took me 3 times of contacting PALS before they actually did anything and it has been passed on to the Directorate Manager for Urology who is looking into it (doesn't help me now but may help someone else)
Do you know the Urology consultant you saw ? have you spoken to their secretary? If not contact the hospital and ask for the secretaries number if you don't know the consultant ask for a urology secretary as they will all know each other if not work in the same office.
I really hope you get some answers it simply should not happen
It's awful isn't it. Everything seems so broken. Last time when dad was bleeding heavily we were told no ambulances for at least 8 hours so I said I would take dad into A&E, they then said if anything happens or worsens give us a call back!! If they can't send somebody to help him in his flat, what chance have I got at the side of the road on the A1!!! I have to take dad in on Friday for the cytoscopy. I intend to wait with him (he is fraught right now with lack of sleep etc) and hopefully ask the question of what they are expecting to achieve from this procedure and how it will help dad. Just spoken to a Macmillan nurse and she has given me some pointers on how to help dad with his current problems so I will get on with those and see where they get us. You take good care of yourself. x
Thanks,hugs back.I wish the same for you.This past year has been terrible.I’m an organised person too but trying to clear the house of mum’s possessions plus those of 8 other people has been a huge task virtually unaided.There have been so many setbacks right from the start.Mum’s funeral was on the day of storm Eunice ! Mum had dementia as well as multiple health problems and I had to sort through a few thousand papers.I’m finally getting somewhere but it’s been a hard slog.Love Jane xx
Oh Jane that sounds awful and doing it alone must be so tough. I have thankfully got a really supportive husband (although he's not one for talking) and dad has been very badly behaved through a lot of all this so that doesn't help. We had four builders skips when we cleared dad's flat as he was a terrible hoarder, anything from yoghurt pots, magnum sticks, tupperware, tools. It nearly killed us getting it from the third floor down 6 flights of stairs and no lift!! Honestly, the things we have to do!!
I had the same problem with mum’s hoarding.I had got rid of a lot of papers and cuttings when she was still with it and we went through them together.There are still a couple of thousand research notes to sort and get to the relevant record offices along with documents Mum was working on.I can’t drive and that has further complicated getting things moved.The auctioneers are dealing with the antiques and books but they are struggling with the amount they collected.I have a lovely supportive partner but he has a rare muscle disease and is unable to help with anything heavy.It has been so stressful but I will get it all sorted eventually.xx
I have become a big fan of the supermarket shopping bags with the webbing handles for moving pretty well anything. Means you can easily rest the weight on a stair, and keep one hand for the bannisters. I use them all the time for moving laundry to and from the washing machine even on one level, so much easier imho than a rigid basket. And when not in use I tame them by folding flat and putting a big rubber band or old-tights-band round them.
Dear Spannermommy,
I am so aprry to hear about your dad. Be close to him, let him feel you love him and that you will always be with him. It turned out that my cancer is not too bad (for now), so now I am more confident. But in my dark moment my wife and my daughter were the only thing I wanted with me. The only thing I wanted is to talk to hthem. Anything else was irrelevant and a really hard chore...
I wish you and your dad to find some peace.
Hugs
Marco
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