- Apr 13, 2006
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My father suffered a ruptured brain aneurysm in July of '05 and has since been severely brain damaged. I am caring for him by myself, so I had to quit my job and stop going to school. He's only 46 years old. It's very hard to handle and deal with. It seems like no one I talk to can understand what I'm going through because really, they can't. I don't know anyone who has ever had to deal with anything even close to this, so when I talk they just nod and say they understand, but there's no way they ever could. All he is now is a shell of everything he used to be, and every single day I have to look at him and know that while he may look like the same person I knew, nothing about him is the same. He's empty now. He's no longer my dad. He's this person I've never met before, but I have to take care of him and make myself love him just because it's the right thing to do. His doctors do not seem too optimistic that he will ever improve at all.
I've been caring for him since September, and... honestly, a part of me wants to put him in a facility because of the mental and physical anguish that it puts me through. Two reasons, though, that I haven't yet: 1) it's far too expensive (I've had to take over his finances and debt, and am having difficulty even paying the mortgage) and 2) I feel like it would be very selfish of me to do such a thing.
I just don't know what to do anymore. It's wearing me down, and I know that in the mental state that I'm in it does no good for my father. So really, I don't even think that having him home with me is the best place for him to be anymore. But there are no other options for us right now.
The injury was very sudden, of course, and sometimes I feel like my life ended the day the rupture occurred. It's a horrible thought to have, but that's what it feels like. I hate that I can't care for him the way that he needs to be cared for, and I'm trying the best that I can, but... it's all too much. And it seems like I'm completely alone. I have never felt so alone in my whole life.
He needs me and I need to be there for him, I know that. I just wish there was some way to make it easier... I've been asking God for guidance and wisdom and answers, but He's yet to show me why He's put this particular obstacle into my life. I just don't know what to do anymore...
I've been caring for him since September, and... honestly, a part of me wants to put him in a facility because of the mental and physical anguish that it puts me through. Two reasons, though, that I haven't yet: 1) it's far too expensive (I've had to take over his finances and debt, and am having difficulty even paying the mortgage) and 2) I feel like it would be very selfish of me to do such a thing.
I just don't know what to do anymore. It's wearing me down, and I know that in the mental state that I'm in it does no good for my father. So really, I don't even think that having him home with me is the best place for him to be anymore. But there are no other options for us right now.
The injury was very sudden, of course, and sometimes I feel like my life ended the day the rupture occurred. It's a horrible thought to have, but that's what it feels like. I hate that I can't care for him the way that he needs to be cared for, and I'm trying the best that I can, but... it's all too much. And it seems like I'm completely alone. I have never felt so alone in my whole life.
He needs me and I need to be there for him, I know that. I just wish there was some way to make it easier... I've been asking God for guidance and wisdom and answers, but He's yet to show me why He's put this particular obstacle into my life. I just don't know what to do anymore...