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Dad is dying. He's on his death bed. In and out of hospital. Invasive procedures after invasive procedures, pinning him down; this great big strong man that used to lift me into the air and arm wresstle me (me using my whole body and he using 3 fingers ) now reduced to skin and bones being held down by multiple big burly male nurses so they can inject him or change him or clean him. He's dying and he needs his dignity. He's not getting it.
Every day he asks us with his eyes why are we letting "them" try to "kill" him? He asks with his eyes you see as he can't ask with his voice anymore.
And yet it doesn't end. It doesn't end. And instead of the family coming together we have never been more apart. Argument after argument some even over the death bed!
And the cherry on top. Decide if we're willing to accept palliative care now. He's there according to the doctors. He's not there according to the family. Me? I don't no. He's there. But if I let him die what if I was wrong and he wasn't at that stage and I just accepted his death. Accepted it without fighting it. Will he forgive me? Are my family right to fight it?
When does it become prolonging death over prolonging life. When is that line. Can't someone tell me.
I can't talk anymore. Can't try to keep explaining to well meaning friends and extended family. They don't have a clue. Neither do you probably. So why am I here? I don't know.
Every day he asks us with his eyes why are we letting "them" try to "kill" him? He asks with his eyes you see as he can't ask with his voice anymore.
And yet it doesn't end. It doesn't end. And instead of the family coming together we have never been more apart. Argument after argument some even over the death bed!
And the cherry on top. Decide if we're willing to accept palliative care now. He's there according to the doctors. He's not there according to the family. Me? I don't no. He's there. But if I let him die what if I was wrong and he wasn't at that stage and I just accepted his death. Accepted it without fighting it. Will he forgive me? Are my family right to fight it?
When does it become prolonging death over prolonging life. When is that line. Can't someone tell me.
I can't talk anymore. Can't try to keep explaining to well meaning friends and extended family. They don't have a clue. Neither do you probably. So why am I here? I don't know.