My dad is 62 and has always had really bad mental health and addiction issues. Over recent years his physical health has declined a lot - he's MUCH older than his years physically. I put this down to addiction and not taking care of himself.
I seen my dad a week ago on Saturday and took him for his food shop. He looked okay but was wrapped up in big jacket and a scarf. He hasn't used in 3 years but still suffers mental health issues.
This morning I popped in to see him and his flat was a complete and utter mess, he was laying sleeping on the sofa and was really disoriented when I woke him up. What shocked me the most was how skinny he was. The skinniest I've ever seen him. His cheeks are all drawn in. He kept saying he was fine but finally he admitted that he hasn't been feeling well and he is sick after anything he eats. Have arranged a doc appointment for tomorrow.
As we were sitting speaking though, he kept tearing up and crying and saying things like, 'my little girl, you've done me so proud'. He started reminiscing about the past and was tearing up throughout. He started to cry and told me he's always in pain and he's tired. He then goes back to putting on a brace face. He refused to come to hospital with me and he has capacity so nothing I could do. I have said I'll go in and see him tomorrow.
But there was something about that conversation we had. He was very emotional, very nostalgic, I feel like we said things to each other we don't normally say. I know this sounds so eery and strange and I'm not usually like this. But I had a gut feeling walking out of his house that that would be one of or the last conversation I have with him. I can't explain it. Have never felt it with anyone before.
Is there something to it? I think he's really ill and I think he knows he is too.