I posted a few weeks back about my DUncle being on palliative care.
I was only with him the other day and he's lost so much weight since then, he now has overnight nurses, he can't move at all. He ate one spoonful of porridge yesterday. 💔
I'm 2 hours away but I'm travelling to and forth a few times a week.
I'm exhausted.
I'm ill myself. Just got back from a and E.
Dd has fallen asleep and I'm just up crying in floods of tears.
I'm rewatching videos from a few weeks back where we took him to see my nana (his mum) and when we were leaving he said, "okay mother J*** I have to go now. It's not goodbye forever. But I will see you somewhere else. Every little thing..." And my nana (with dementia) says "... Is gonna be alright"
They've said that phrase to each other every time. And that was the last time.
He has a few days. I just want to buy a bed and put it next to his and not leave his side. I've got cardiology tests on Wednesday and dentist on Monday. I'm tempted to bin them off and go there tomorrow and never leave.
I just want him to stay. :(
Sorry I sound so pathetic but he's such an amazing man. My dad has been so crap in my life but he's so amazing.