Its hard for me. I was born late- really late. My dad is almost 93 years old, and watching him decline over the last few months has been really stressful. We've been through so much, fought so many illnesses as a family. But you can't stave off the inevitable. I'm just watching him shut down, bit by bit. Mum cries constantly. Its been more than a year this started, and its accelerating. We had him in the hospital a month ago for an infection, and he recovered well, began gaining weight… But now he's on the way downhill again,and nothing we do seems to be able to stop it. He hasn't eaten in days, he can barely swallow anything. We've been told that is pretty common in stroke victims, and Dad's had several.
We don't know how we'll be able to make the house payment when his pension is gone, I'm trying to get everything paid off before we lose him… But it looks like I'm going to come up short. Too many bad decisions, too many debts. I can only have faith we can make it through this.
oh my
well have faith and you and your mom can pull through this try to be strong, remind him everyday how much he is loved. remember laughter is the best medicine so try having fun to keep the sadness from overwhelming you. peace be with you and strength as well.
I little bright spot, anyway: I was able to help him with some of the pain he's in from the bad patches on his arms. His skin is like wet tissue paper… it just sloughs right off, and it pains him terribly. I found an ointment that seems to be offering him some relief. He's feeling a little better for that, but we still have so many other problems. We are hoping to get hold of a hospice nurse tomorrow to help us with him…
93 years old... I hope I get to live this long and see my family grow around me like his has. I'm very sorry to hear :( I wish there was something I could do. However through everything I know having you and your mom around is what he needs; No doubt that brings him a huge measure of comfort.
For money, maybe you can commission some more? You're an up and coming artist here on FA, I'm sure there's a good amount to be made in your works. I know I thoroughly enjoyed the series you just posted and hope to commission you again sometime.
Thanks Bloo. I'm looking forward to doing more commissions, I'm working on one for Xavie right now.
We had to have dad taken to the hospital tonight. We can't take care of him anymore without help. I just got back a few minutes ago, after falling asleep in a waiting room chair. I feel better knowing he's being well taken care of, but he hates being in the hospital. Mum hasn't slept more than a few hours in several weeks. I need more sleep myself, having been "on alert", one ear cocked for the incessant calls for aid from my parents.
It really pisses me off when people hear that I live with them, and assume that I'm just here for the "free" fucking ride. I swear the next quizzical look I get I'm going to cave someone's goddamn face in. The youngest gets to stay behind and take care of the parents, that's the way it is. I think the tarts that just dump their folks in a nursing home when thy turn infirm and divvy up the stuff between them should get hung from the nearest tree by their balls.
Sorry for the negativity. I just bristle at the unfairness of it all sometimes.
At 10:30 this evening my dad passed away. Mum and I were with him, I don't know whether or not he could hear me. I reached down and closed his eyes…
As many times as I had imagined the moment, I still cannot understand the reality of it. Mum is devastated. They were married just over 60 years– we celebrated their anniversary last February by taking a cruise. I'm glad we did it. It wasn't all enjoyable. But the parts that were will always outweigh the parts that weren't. The grief is absolutely crushing. But fortunately, I've had lots of practice. :(
Condolences to you and your family Willem... grief is a natural and important part if the process. Be strong and remember to balance the bad with all the good times you spent with him. :(
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We don't know how we'll be able to make the house payment when his pension is gone, I'm trying to get everything paid off before we lose him… But it looks like I'm going to come up short. Too many bad decisions, too many debts. I can only have faith we can make it through this.
Thank you for your prayers.
93 years is a long time, and sounds like your father lived a full and wonderful life. Remember the good times, as I bet they were truely wonderful.
*hugs*
Hang in there wallaby.
well have faith and you and your mom can pull through this try to be strong, remind him everyday how much he is loved. remember laughter is the best medicine so try having fun to keep the sadness from overwhelming you. peace be with you and strength as well.
For money, maybe you can commission some more? You're an up and coming artist here on FA, I'm sure there's a good amount to be made in your works. I know I thoroughly enjoyed the series you just posted and hope to commission you again sometime.
Be strong lil roo.
We had to have dad taken to the hospital tonight. We can't take care of him anymore without help. I just got back a few minutes ago, after falling asleep in a waiting room chair. I feel better knowing he's being well taken care of, but he hates being in the hospital. Mum hasn't slept more than a few hours in several weeks. I need more sleep myself, having been "on alert", one ear cocked for the incessant calls for aid from my parents.
It really pisses me off when people hear that I live with them, and assume that I'm just here for the "free" fucking ride. I swear the next quizzical look I get I'm going to cave someone's goddamn face in. The youngest gets to stay behind and take care of the parents, that's the way it is. I think the tarts that just dump their folks in a nursing home when thy turn infirm and divvy up the stuff between them should get hung from the nearest tree by their balls.
Sorry for the negativity. I just bristle at the unfairness of it all sometimes.
I hope for the best for you and your family.
As many times as I had imagined the moment, I still cannot understand the reality of it. Mum is devastated. They were married just over 60 years– we celebrated their anniversary last February by taking a cruise. I'm glad we did it. It wasn't all enjoyable. But the parts that were will always outweigh the parts that weren't. The grief is absolutely crushing. But fortunately, I've had lots of practice. :(