Hi all. I’ve name-changed specifically for this thread but am a long time MN user. I read the whole of the original thread and spent a lot of time trying to work up the courage to join in and find the words to post honestly about my situation. Then I lost the thread. This part 2 has just popped up in Active and I hope it’s ok for me to finally join you here?
I’m waiting for my dad to die – prostate cancer, endstage kidney failure and dementia. It’s been a long road and it seems we are finally near the end. He spends most of his time sleeping, barely eats and is very confused. Every few days however, we get long periods of almost-lucidity. Mum thinks he’ll go any day and she’s in a terrible state. Personally, I don’t think we’re quite there yet – from what I’ve seen from grandparents and family on DH’s side with similar situations, the end takes much longer than expected, especially with the regular lucidity.
The main challenge for me, apart from all of this being quite upsetting is that my parents live abroad. They are UK-born and retired for a life in the sun nearly 30 years ago. They don’t live in a particularly easy to reach location – no cheap flights to pop over for a weekend. I therefore don’t have the constant care expectations that other posters here do but mum is upset that I’m not there to help out. Dropping everything is just not an option for me and it’s costing me an absolute fortune every time I do fly out to be with them. I therefore get accused of putting my job, money etc ahead of caring for dad and it’s horrible and far too simplistic an argument.
So, I’m waiting from afar while he is endstage, trying to get involved in any way I can – I have calls and online meetings with his doctors and do what I can to make arrangements to take the burden off mum (e.g organising and paying for a home nurse to help with some personal care) but it’s never good enough. I feel I have no life for myself. I’m either working (it’s an industry I’ve always loved and will do again but it’s demanding and right now I feel like I’m drowning) or using every scrap of annual leave to go to my parents where I try to ease the burden on mum by taking over all his care which is intense, relentless and upsetting and then, when I head home to start the work cycle again, I get yelled at for not caring enough to stay.
When I say Dad is lucid, I mean that he has periods where he is alert and knows who we are but he is abusive and argumentative as he’s so frustrated by his situation. He also can’t retain any information and every interaction is a struggle. I identify with the PP who spoke about the looks of pure hatred. It’s like he resents me and my mum for being healthy when he is like this and resent me even more for not being around. He fights us when we try to give him medication, care for him, lift him. He is doubly incontinent and although we now have some help with personal care, this is still an issue. Mum is fit and well and I worry about her dealing with all of this more or less on her own but then she gets angry with me for my sporadic visits and it’s hard to want to help her when she is so angry at me. I feel physically sick which anxiety through the roof whenever I do take a trip to see them. I worry about the future when mum is on her own and she wants to depend on me even more but I still won’t be able to meet her needs.