My husband is a 72 year old, very long term, alcoholic. He’s already got liver cirrhosis, he spent over 3 months in hospital this summer under the mental health team, because he was just not eating. He’s been discharged and handed back to me with no care package now, just a GP (no help, but what really can they do?) and a Do Not Attempt Resuscitation order.
He is very physically frail again, once again not eating, he does most of his personal care with prompting at the moment. There are multiple falls with scrapes and bruises which means family members helping to get him up again when I can’t manage this. I don’t like to call for the ambulance crew unless really needed as they have far more deserving cases out there.
It will get worse, as before, with incontinence next.
He still staggers to the nearby shop and gets his drink.
I was recently told that I am actually his career, I hadn’t thought about it like that before.
Outside care isn’t the answer just now as he is placid and happy to just sit or sleep, and drink.
So why am I unhappy? A lovely home, but lonely, no conversation, just waiting for him to finally kill himself……so sad.
He is very physically frail again, once again not eating, he does most of his personal care with prompting at the moment. There are multiple falls with scrapes and bruises which means family members helping to get him up again when I can’t manage this. I don’t like to call for the ambulance crew unless really needed as they have far more deserving cases out there.
It will get worse, as before, with incontinence next.
He still staggers to the nearby shop and gets his drink.
I was recently told that I am actually his career, I hadn’t thought about it like that before.
Outside care isn’t the answer just now as he is placid and happy to just sit or sleep, and drink.
So why am I unhappy? A lovely home, but lonely, no conversation, just waiting for him to finally kill himself……so sad.