My dad (80) has chronic fatigue (CFS). He has diagnosed health anxiety and recently had a much-delayed prostate operation (which had made him very unwell; but also worsened his health anxiety as he had "heart attack" that further delayed his op but turned out to be stress/health anxiety). Since covid his behaviour has declined, but my family just kept saying "he'll get better when he has his operation". He's got worse.
E.g. He now has "attacks" of CFS - huge meltdowns where he shouts, cries, accuses people. They are triggered by anything: today it was because my mum didn't tell him she'd had an upset tummy for a few days.
During these attacks, he "broadcasts" for hours. He can literally speak for 2hrs non-stop about how awful his life is, the NHS conspiracies to make him ill, how no one believes he's ill. He's constantly at the GP, and "broadcasts" to them too. His entire medical history, over and over again.
If you interrupt he says you NEVER LISTEN, that you're stressing him out and stress makes his CFS worse (he actually told me I was killing him last time we 'spoke' because I interrupted him). So Mum has to sit and listen until the broadcast ends, or can make an excuse like she needs a wee, otherwise he makes her life a misery for days.
He circles back around his illnesses all the time. Like he's stuck. But he also talks about his earlier life, and has started telling stories about MY childhood like I wasn't there: "There was this time, a few years ago, when I was in the south of France..." (referring to a family holiday 30 years ago).
He's always been self-absorbed but it's at another level. My mum had a hip replacement and while I was in hospital he rang saying "I've done my research" and when I asked what he was on about, he angrily told me he'd found out why he was so ill and was going to speak to his GP to get it fixed. Which was batshit (he has CFS, it ain't fixable), but also - he seemed hurt and confused when I said I needed to go as mum was about to go down for her operation.
My mum's life is a misery, but she won't let me do anything. She says there's nothing we can do as it's the CFS. But it's slowly killing her. HE is slowly killing her, and I'm at my wit's end. So, I'm asking: is this how CFS plays out in older people? Or is it dementia? Or is he just a monumentally self-centred, controlling bastard who's just got worse with old age? What the hell do I do??
Long post / rant - well done if you got to the end.