I didn’t know he was diagnosed after I was born until about 10 years ago, i always just assumed he was diagnosed after I was born, it never occurred to me for a second that that wouldn’t be the case, and then at some point we were in an appointment for something somewhere and he was asked when he was diagnosed and he said when he was 14, and I said that can’t be right, but he was adamant and said it again, my dad has memory problems and a degree of cognitive impairment and whenever he’d been asked that question before he’d always given a different / vague answer because he couldn’t remember, years ago… 20 years ago, 25 years ago, but it seems he had a moment of clarity at the point and remembered when he was really diagnosed, it bugged me for ages but i kind of dismissed it as wrong, then a few years later I asked his sister who we don’t see very often because she lives far away, but she confirmed that he had an ‘episode’ when he was 14, lost the use of his leg or something and it was confirmed a few months later, then much later on when in a doctors appointment I asked the Dr, and he showed me, diagnosed 1967, 13 years before i was born.
It still pisses me off now.
Yeah he gets carers 4 times a day, seen by district nurse has careline etc… but i do everything else, deal with finances, drs, pharmacy, medication, shopping etc, it all mounts up, plus the worry and emotional stress and the fact it’s effected my life, had to give up work etc…
There is no talking on any deeper level, how it is effecting people in family etc, i’ve wanted to say to my dad why did you have kids when you have been diagnosed with such a devastating disease but i’m not sure what purpose that would serve, i’d like to express my volcanic rage about it to him, but that wouldn’t help him, i think it would help me though.
He’s also very stubborn in his dealing with his illness and we have had to fight and push every single piece of external care and help he has onto him, because he would refuse point blank if i wasn’t there to accept it, which in itself is stressful, it’s always a battle, so that has put more pressure on me because i have had to be there for every single assessment / OT appointment he’s had over the years. One time he had an assessment and i wasn’t there for some reason and he refused everything, I had to rearrange it and he ended up getting about 3 pieces of equipment he needed, similarly he was in hospital once, and we were told he’d be give a physio appointment, come a week after he was home and nobody had contacted us I rang them up and sure enough, before leaving hospital he had declined it.