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I am a 47 year old woman and I work full time as a school teacher. In Oct of 2008 my parents came to visit us in Louisiana for Thanksgiving and never left. They lived in our home town in Georgia and had bought a motorhome and planned to stay 1 month. They were both young Dad at 69 and mom at 66. My mother got really sick and ended up in the hospital for 8 weeks, then dad got sick and one thing led to another until they finally bought the house next door and moved in permanently. I became their primary care giver. Mom had had the majority of both of her feet amputated and has some serious issue with her blood and has had an arotic valve replacement. Dad being a diabetic and dialysis patient also had his own health battles.
Their care quickly comsumed my life. Luckily my husband helped me by stepping in to pick up the slack while I was at work. Between the 2 of them in the last 18 mths we have spent 10 months in the hospital some times with both of them in at the same time and sometimes both in different hospitals..
I have loved taking care of them. I dedicated myself to keepin them alive. We have laughed and played and taken them out to eat and tried to give them as much of a normal life as possible. They were able to bond with thir first Great Grand daughter.
My father died suddenly on March 2, I am totally lost. I was so used to getting up at 5am and enjoying visiting with him throughout the day in person or on the phone..he was depentant in most ways as he was also visually impaired..He died at home and since he had a DNR was able to stay with us until the funeral home came to get him almost 4 hours after he died..it was wonderful though..I closed his eyes and held his hands until all the warmth left his body. My regret is just wanting 5 more minutes to tell him how wonderful I thought he was again and what a wonderful daddy he was and how honored I was to be able to help him through the last days..so lost.. i am the only one who lives here so i was able to see and hear so many things that my siblings missed..but we find ourselves not even calling each other because of the emotion we know comes with each phone call. I also find myself staying so busy that I cant sit just to not have to think...I ahve spent so many nights worried and not able to sleep while dad was alive, I am now having trouble sleeping and have had several near panic attacks...I really dont know how to cope..dont want to see a doctor afraid he will put me on antidepressants.
I am a 47 year old woman and I work full time as a school teacher. In Oct of 2008 my parents came to visit us in Louisiana for Thanksgiving and never left. They lived in our home town in Georgia and had bought a motorhome and planned to stay 1 month. They were both young Dad at 69 and mom at 66. My mother got really sick and ended up in the hospital for 8 weeks, then dad got sick and one thing led to another until they finally bought the house next door and moved in permanently. I became their primary care giver. Mom had had the majority of both of her feet amputated and has some serious issue with her blood and has had an arotic valve replacement. Dad being a diabetic and dialysis patient also had his own health battles.
Their care quickly comsumed my life. Luckily my husband helped me by stepping in to pick up the slack while I was at work. Between the 2 of them in the last 18 mths we have spent 10 months in the hospital some times with both of them in at the same time and sometimes both in different hospitals..
I have loved taking care of them. I dedicated myself to keepin them alive. We have laughed and played and taken them out to eat and tried to give them as much of a normal life as possible. They were able to bond with thir first Great Grand daughter.
My father died suddenly on March 2, I am totally lost. I was so used to getting up at 5am and enjoying visiting with him throughout the day in person or on the phone..he was depentant in most ways as he was also visually impaired..He died at home and since he had a DNR was able to stay with us until the funeral home came to get him almost 4 hours after he died..it was wonderful though..I closed his eyes and held his hands until all the warmth left his body. My regret is just wanting 5 more minutes to tell him how wonderful I thought he was again and what a wonderful daddy he was and how honored I was to be able to help him through the last days..so lost.. i am the only one who lives here so i was able to see and hear so many things that my siblings missed..but we find ourselves not even calling each other because of the emotion we know comes with each phone call. I also find myself staying so busy that I cant sit just to not have to think...I ahve spent so many nights worried and not able to sleep while dad was alive, I am now having trouble sleeping and have had several near panic attacks...I really dont know how to cope..dont want to see a doctor afraid he will put me on antidepressants.
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