I have been looking at everyone's posts for a little while now but never posted myself or commented but I am now quite worried about my dad.
A bit of background - Dad is 85 and was diagnosed with PSP last year. What a relief that was because we couldn't understand where our dad was (I'm sure you will all understand that!) and the diagnosis at least gave us the explanation as why he is like he is. In April this year, when he was falling regularly he decided he needed to move into a care home as he was frightened (I had been frightened for a long time). It was pure fluke that he got diagnosed on an admission to hospital in October last year following a fall when he had knocked himself out and a Registrar with an interest in PSP examined him. All those years of ours and his frustration of a condition we knew nothing about and yet had been seen by Parkinson Consultants, general medical consultants and ophthalmologists to name a few (but that's a completely different story). My 84 year old mum has Alzheimer's; it's so sad - she lives in a locked in world of not talking, not moving, having to be fed, not really recognising anyone. Mum and Dad do now both live in the same care home but on different floors because of their differing needs.
A couple of weeks ago Dad started with a chest infection - since then he has had a urine infection but he has really deteriorated. He looks so weak, well he is weak. Before the infection he could stand and walk a little bit to the toilet but now? Well now he has a type of catheter, he won't eat, he will drink but can't hold the cup so someone needs to hold a straw. It is so sad, I am at a complete loss of how to help him. He just tells me he feels awful but is refusing his medication, including paracetemol, and says he's not hungry. I'm pleading with him to eat but you can see that he really doesn't want food - his favourite maltesers, toblerone and twix just sit next to him.
I'll be going to see him later. If he hasn't eaten today (which would be day 3 of no food) I think I will need to tell my brothers and sisters to come and visit him as our planned reunion party (at the care home) at Easter may well be too late.
OR is this a blip? Has this happened to anyone else? I just don't know and it's breaking my heart.