Another rant, apologies in advance!
Today I've finally accepted we won't be able to get dad out of the house anymore, being bed bound and needing hoisting and then having a wonderful all singing and dancing wheelchair that is too big to get out of the house due to access!
Unfortunately dad has realised this today along with mum! Lots of tears all round!
I'm also realising that I'm very quickly losing MY Dad! Mum is realising she's losing her husband and Dad is realising everything is slipping away from him 😓
My dad is not looking like MY Dad anymore as his face and body changes, his face seems to be changing shape! Sorry to say this but dad is looking very disabled, love his heart!
In the meantime I'm literally losing the will to live and sick to the back teeth of everyone telling me to keep strong!!
How am I supposed to keep strong witnessing this bloody horrible illness??!!
Psp I wish to god you'd just sod off and take this awful and unbearable pain away from us all!
All I want is for my dad to sleep and be at peace because the fight in him is disappearing and let's be bloody honest we can't fight Psp it just over takes the poor people that have it!!
I just had to write down my feelings because once again I feel totally alone on this awful shitty journey
My heart goes out to you all x