We were told on Friday to prepare ourselves that df would go over the weekend. Palliative care team suggested no further treatment and not to bother treating the chest infection he picked up. It was awful but he was peaceful drifting out of consciousness so me and dm prepared ourselves.
The annoying bugger perked up overnight (we ummmed and ahhhhhd about going home but did in the end) so the infection was treated. Saturday pretty alert but still very tired, a bit confused and difficult to understand., Sunday a bit less with it but drs saying still worth pursuing anti biotics and talking about going home for palliative care.
Today I was there most of the day and apart from a very short spell he was asleep. When awake he refused to eat, was even more confused etc. I swapped with dm at around 4, came home thinking we're into the back end of stuff now, geared myself up etc.
Dm just sent me a text - the bugger is sat up eating again!
This sounds terrible but I'm struggling to cope with this bouncing back. We know he is going to die and soon. His 'eating' is a spoonful or two of soup, not a 3 course dinner. He is a shell of my daddy and I find it hugely distressing to see him like this and am as ready to let him go as I ever can be.
The idea that he may carry on like this for weeks chills me. My stress levels and that of my dm are through the roof. I need to balance work (who are lovely and supportive but I only have so much holiday/unpaid leave/compassionate leave and I don't want to use it all up now) and I have 2 primary age kids who are also distressed and on half term. Dh is wonderful and supportive but there are limits about what he can do. The hospital is an hour each way so that's a fair whack of driving and I'm eating shit, drinking too much caffeine and not exercising so feeling awful. Very tired but lots of anxiety and bad dreams.
How long is this likely to go on? He's not in pain and I feel awful like I'm wishing his life away but this is so hard.