Dad. . . .
We brought Dad home into hospice last Saturday. He's alert, comfortable and no complaining of any pain. He's pretty much stopped taking food. He's been having swallowing problems for awhile so the only other option was a feeding tube and that could of made things worse. You never know if you're making the right decisions so you just do the best you can with the available information.
Almost five years ago he was diagnosed with dementia and fortunately, he never really had the complete mental decline but it's his body that has slowly forgotten how to walk, move and now swallow. It's a cruel disease; they all are.
We don't know how much time we have left with him; days, weeks, months. Whatever time we have left will not be enough; it never it is.
Almost five years ago he was diagnosed with dementia and fortunately, he never really had the complete mental decline but it's his body that has slowly forgotten how to walk, move and now swallow. It's a cruel disease; they all are.
We don't know how much time we have left with him; days, weeks, months. Whatever time we have left will not be enough; it never it is.