My diabetic father is not in agreement with doctors that his condition is too advanced and he needs amputation.
If he continues to refuse he eventually may not be able to ever walk again even with a prosthetic. My sister and I cannot keep taking him to wound clinics because he refuses to accept his condition. We are exhausted, fed up and I am feeling a combination of loss, depression, and deep anger. It's like wanting to cry but you can't.
It's been a few weeks but don't think he will ever accept it.
Thoughts, advice?
I am too depressed to get angry.
If you read my story of myself and my brother I have been where you are. He has severe diabetes from eating anything he wants and not caring about it for years. He has always been single and has no one to care for him except me, who lives 45 minutes away. My other brother helped with his care for a week and then wouldn't even see him anymore.
About 3 yrs. ago he was told his leg needed amputation. He refused, thinking he knew more than the doctors. He was put in a rehab after an infection which he hated and called me every day to get him out. I spent a whole month getting him out of there with endless calls and paperwork until I was going crazy. I forced him to get some help which lasted two weeks and then he fired them. Many many incidents in -between. Two years ago he had the leg amputated and by that time it had to be amputated well above the knee which made it much harder to get a prosthetic. At the same time, his body reacted to all the drugs he was taking with a horrible itching rash so that he had to be put on steroids. He gained 50 pounds back so now his leg doesn't fit anymore. He never got to use it. When all this was happening, his other leg started going bad and he has bad neuropathy in his hands and feet which really limit what he can do. He also has two torn rotator cuffs so he can barely move his arms and cannot even push a wheelchair. He was sent to another rehab which at least got him able to transfer himself from a bed to an electric wheelchair and gave him some hope. He has been blacklisted from 2 visiting nurses associations and all the temporary help he has put up with has left him, except for the latest who just does his shopping and some cleaning. He has not had a shower for a year because he doesn't want help.
During this time I went to a counselor because I was so involved with his life, it was killing me. I was so worried about him and felt so responsible for helping!! I couldn't just let him alone if it meant he may die, could I? I had not been brought up that way either. I was in a severe depression too and started an antidepressant. The counselor helped me set boundaries (I was also having to put mom in an adult facility during this time) and get some of myself back. I stopped doing everything for him, taking him to appointments, shopping etc. and interacted only as a sister, not a caregiver. It was very, very hard to do as he does not take care of himself and refuses or loses all the help gets.
Two week ago, I called him and he didn't answer for a whole day. The next day I called again and no answer. I went to his house and found him on his back, leg hanging off the bed, eyes wide open and mouth wide open. He had been lying there 2 days and remembers nothing. I thought he was surely dead and called 911. He was taken to hospital with another bad infection in his "good leg"" and then had to go to a facility to finish his antibiotic treatment; kicking, screaming and complaining all the way. He refuses to get help even though he has the money and has asked me to drive the 2 hr. r-t drive to pick him up because he doesn't want to pay a cab. I won't do it. I feel I have done enough and been manipulated enough. It never ends. He has told me he will lie to the social services saying he has full time help so he can get out of there.
I hope you will get to the point where you can have a life of your own and see that your father is making his own choices. We all have a right to live the life we want even if it's not what we would choose. Get some counseling so you can work through your emotions and see what part you need to play with your father. Believe me, I never thought I would get to this place. Best of luck to you.
"This is not a cruise ship".
I just LOVED this line! I want to add that to the coffee cup or teeshirt range.. Many of Barb's lines are on that list already 😁
I feel bad/guilty now about the cruise ship line but I find our only choices sometimes are to cry or a good hearted laugh.
I feel less emotional sometimes and I think it's good at least for now. As others have noted I actually hate his arrogance and how he treats people so I don't cook him gourmet meals anymore. This is not a cruise ship.
If the bariatric oxygen treatment doesn't work we are back to square one.
Thanks Barb and everyone. ❤
Your Dad got you, your sister and your Mom all wrapped around his fingers and he is enjoying life just as it is. Tough but let him be.
He's upended everyone's life around him yet believes he doesn't need anyone. Yet I get looks from strangers because I'm not helping him because he insists on limping around a supermarket by himself.
You do not enable or disable your parents. You have them do what they are capable of doing. You set boundries now. If you don't, caring for them will be very stressful. Never make the decision to live with them or them with you without exploring options. Also considering your spouses feelings and how it will effect the rest of the family. Believe me its not easy. And please none of that "we want to keep Mom/Dad in her/his home as long as possible" If by doing that it means you mowing the lawn and doing the upkeep, its time for Mom/Dad to downsize. They can no longer afford to live in their house, you don't financially do it. They downsize. This is life.
Your sister has the right attitude.
You and only you can define how you are going to help with these things, and for the things to come that will be harder.
The long answer is I was brought up to believe I am responsible for my parents when they are old and failing in health.
Failing that, you ask a really good question and I don't know.
Your point will be even more significant when harder times come so thank you. I just don't think like that. When harder times do come your comment will mean even more to my own well being but I'm just not programmed like that.
The whole time she had people buying her Big Macs and shakes, her favorite food, and Cinnabons. Her sister housed her for 10 years before kicking her out; she'd had enough of watching her destroy her body the way she insisted on doing, by 'treating' herself to endless supplies of her favorite junk foods. She wound up living in subsidized housing, on disability, so things went even further downhill once nobody was there 'watching' her every move.
The prosthetic 'didn't work' because every time she tried to use it, she developed a painful sore on the stump. So she became wheelchair bound on top of everything else, and a burden to her son who had to do everything for her.
She lived in the doctor's office and at the hospital. She was admitted at least 2x a month and had blood transfusions weekly. She had cirrhosis of the liver from fatty liver disease that she ignored, and kidney disease from untreated diabetes as well. Amongst a host of other things too numerous to mention.
She liked to ignore the fact that she was seriously ill, too, but it didn't mean she wasn't seriously ill. She wound up pissing off her family members to the point where they stopped schlepping her around and she found transportation to all these appointments HERSELF. Everyone decided to stop enabling her and force her to do for herself, so she did, surprisingly enough.
In November she caught Covid b/c she wasn't being careful and went on a ventilator. She died 16 minutes after being taken off the ventilator; her lungs were destroyed by the virus. Yes, she was vaxxed but the doctors said her immune system was SO shot, that the vaxxes were pretty much ignored by her poor body.
My SIL lived the life she chose and died at 64. Nobody could stop her from eating what she wanted to eat, or from dying, either. Even if Covid hadn't killed her, organ failure would have taken her life shortly afterward.
If your father chooses to die by knife and fork, so be it. You can't save him from himself. You can, however, stop enabling him to kill himself and force him to do for himself now. Just practice saying No until it rolls off of your tongue easily.
Wishing you good luck trying to separate your life from your parents lives.
Thank you for sharing. It does make it clear to me where the responsibility lies.
In response to collecting patent history questions, my sister told her new Doctor 'no-body told me I should eat healthier' & 'no-body ever told me I should exercise'.
(Well they sure did!) But in other words, her weight & unfitness was someone else's fault.
Some people just will not / can not take responsibility for themself, for their own body. But the consequences will still happen.
He'll have to learn how to walk and use a prosthetic if he decides to go through with the amputation, which he may not be willing to do.
Good luck to all of you.
And you're right, even if he agrees to amputation he isn't going to listen to rehabilitation advice.
Unfortunately for now, it seems that your father has made up his mind. I get angry at my mom who absolutely refuses to go to the pulmonologist. Her lung conditions could turn serious and possibly fatal, but in the end it is her decision, as angry & depressed as it makes me.
These hospital visits can be half day affairs with city traffic, wheelchairs, pandemic protocols etc, that are becoming pointless.
Llike your mom I think people need some type of control but it's just unbearable.
It’s possible that this might change the situation with dealing with Dad. Even if it doesn’t, it might help one or both of you to be clearer in your own minds about what you can and can’t do, should or shouldn’t do. Clearly the long term situation in your family is difficult, but even if you just talk TO her rather than WITH her, it might be one way to change an entrenched situation that just isn’t moving now.
Your father is doing things that could shorten his life, he is in denial and there is no care plan.
The same applies to yourself. You say you can't stand up for yourself, but in truth that's that you won't, because it's your voluntary decision. Just as it is your sister's. And in fact, your mother's.
You are assisting not only with his every need, but his every want, and talking about your mother. But she's choosing this for herself, and worse, all she has to do is call and say it's not for Daddy, it's for her.
You, however, have it within yourself to get an action plan for yourself. One way that starts is by not enabling Dad's every whim or want, as opposed to a need.
His limping around for lobster and fine cuts? That is a want, and one that is directly detrimental even to him. Quit doing that for starters. Quit cooking these gourmet dinners. It's exhausting and they don't need it to survive.
I would start there. It sets a precedent that you won't be a nanny-slave, including in your own mind, before more needs accrue.
I forget if you're actually living with them or what your employment status is. Fix both if you are depending on them.
Two quotes come to mind. (Sorry if misquoted..)
'Lead, Follow or Get (outta the way)'
Simon's Father won't let medical advice lead, Simon or anybody lead him, Simon doesn't want to follow his Father's non-plan/denial plan so that really only leaves GET as his only option...
The other is the definition of insanity: doing the same thing over & over but expecting a different outcome.
Standing up for oneself IS hard, but it WILL make changes. The first thing it changes is your own mindset!
You say you're too depressed to get angry, but actually it is the "deep anger" which you refer to just before that and then at intervals throughout your replies that's really welling up, isn't it?
And you have the holidays ahead of you. Woah. Fun.
Keep checking in to vent if it helps - I think it might! Are you going to be spending much time with your parents?
He is says he won't get an amputation.
No it's not my fault but I mentally emotionally can't handle anymore.
Plus another year of this global pandemic with masks and vaccines how is anyone sane.
I just pray my 82 yr old mom is ok because this guy doesn't seem to care about what he's doing to others. My sister and I have been doing our best but his attitude is really a burden on everyone.
You might ask Dad's doctor for a hospice evaluation. Maybe that's what really needs to be talked about at this point. Dad's refusing medical advice, so wound care is all that's left to him. My mother was on hospice and had wound care done by the hospice nurse throughout. (Her wounds were Covid-caused, not diabetic, though.) Since the care will be done at home, you won't have to haul him to appointments any longer.
Perhaps it's time to sit down with Dad, tell him you accept his decision not to amputate, and get him set up on hospice. Tell him he's not required to die within the 3-6 month timeframe, but as you understand he's refusing medical advice, this is the natural next step and you're going to help keep him as comfortable as possible.
That conversation will either be what he's be looking for, or it'll wake him up.
There is no infection at the present time but nurses and doctors can't keep treating an open wound that won't heal where infection is a matter of time.
My father is not responding to advice including his brother who is a MD.
Yes, I think I need to also not forget mom. At 82 none of this is fair to her and that is killing me.
Our family including my sister are exhausted.
This will sound selfish but how do I reduce emotionally caring for him. He has never listened to doctors and I have so much anger towards him.
There aren't many options in terms of outcome and I am trying to somehow prepare myself mentally and emotionally. I'm just numb and things feel unreal,
scared to be perfectly honest.
Thanks everyone
Does Dad have some cognitive decline? Because I can't imagine him not being aware how gangrene works. I asked my 74 year old husband what it meant and he gave me the right answer. When you hear the word "gangrene" its like hearing the word "cancer".
In the end, it's Dad's life. At this point I would plan for the inevitable. Worry about Mom at this point. Making sure all is in order for her.
It might be better to ask him what he truly wants out of life. If he would rather die with 2 legs than live with 1 leg, you might have to honor that request.
Are you working with a therapist?
Unhealthy families have few boundaries; one of the most damaging aspects is that children grow up with a misplaced sense of "I am responsible for daddy's/mommy's rages/happiness/despair/illness/death/divorce".
It ain't true. You are responsible for you, your actions and YOUR behavior.
Your father is suffering from a delusion that he can wish his diabetes away. Sad, but NOT your fault and not within your power to control.
It's too much right now.
Folks who "know it all" eventually find out the hard way that they don't.
Stop making a fuss and start taking care of you.
Google "Dunning-Kruger Effect".
I don't know how I'll survive this or what's going on (the world has gone completely nuts)
The comments this is not in your control and not your fault has actually helped a bit to separate myself from the situation as painful as it is.
You objectively can see that what your family is doing now is not working, for you, your sister, Mum nor Dad. but it does not make it any easier to let go.
I had a neighbour Al, who was diabetic and chose not to manage his blood sugar levels, he had painful ulcers on both legs from the knee down, so painful that he could not wear long pants even in the winter. His family was so exasperated with him as he was killing himself with food. Mini donuts, Coke, candy, cookies and more. Finally they moved out as they could not live with him slowly killing himself.
I would go over and bring him fish, fresh berries and sugar free jam when I made it. We would talk and he knew exactly what he was doing. He knew he would die and he did in his early 60's.
We had a patient when I worked for the podiatrists, who also did not believe in managing his diabetes. His big toe rotted off. I went to see him in the hospital as I loved to listen to his stories, he did not live much longer as he too refused to manage his diabetes.
You cannot care more than he does.
Your dad puts weight on this foot in a way that can exacerbate wounds every time he limps around. It's like eating chocolate donuts in his condition.
Don't end up guilting yourself because you assisted this.
10 doctors, dozens of hospital and clinic visits and he thinks it's all a fuss and wants to go to limp around the supermarket for steak and pork bellies. The anger I have is indescribable.
With things we cannot control or change, we must let them go. Or rumination errodes our mental health.
Not letting go of love but letting go of the fear of not being perfect, fear of what will happen (the future will happen anyway), letting go of our ideas of obligation & duty to save someone from their own life.
I think you and your dad have that in common. He’s also looking for a miracle that will save both his leg and his life. Can you blame him for wanting to keep both?
I think he has a way to go before he realizes there is no miracle cure and that his options are limited. But he has to travel that road to reach his conclusion. And you have to travel your road to reach yours.
It would be helpful if you all were on the same path.
Medical doctors won't acknowledge the benefit of alternative treatment, they may help if your dad gets his blood sugar under control.
Sometimes we have to watch people make really bad choices for themselves, it doesn't mean we need to prop them up.
Tell him that you respect his body, his choice and you will do what you can to help. However, forsaking your life to prop him up isn't going to be realistic. So he needs to think about what his plans are if he waits to long.
Let him do whatever he wants and get some boundaries in place for yourself. Oh, your mom made her choice, so there are consequences that only she should have, you aren't obligated to pay for either of their choices.
Your sister is right, tell her that.
If your problem is about the doctors and your frustration, have you thought through the comments about letting Dad make his own choice? Death from gangrene used to be appalling, but surely hospice can make it less distressing now? Perhaps check it out with them so that you are really clear about the end result of these options. A note, like I suggested before, but a bit more balanced about the choices. It might even give you a better chance to talk to Dad about them. My own mother chose death in a month rather than more painful treatment over a longer time, once she knew the facts.
Best wishes to you all, Margaret
I can understand your feelings. My mom had CHF. She also waited way too long for medical intervention. She also felt as though the doctors didn't know very much or very well. She also fought me - in her passive-aggressive way - when I would try to intervene. Like you, I was frustrated, exhausted and depressed - not to mention terrified. It's actually what drove me to this forum to begin with. And like you, I got a myriad of answers - walk away, place her, call in hospice. At the time, I remember my head spinning from all of the answers I got, and feeling like none of them were particularly helpful, because what I WANTED was the "magical" answer that would give me back my mom before she got so incredibly ill.
It took about a year of revolving doors - into the hospital, into rehab facilities, into doctor's offices - a year of her seeming to not care about her own health, just coming along to appease me - that I realized, in all of this, I really hadn't asked HER what she wanted...what she envisioned her ending to look like. I absolutely didn't know HOW to broach the topic of hospice. Would she think I was giving up on her? That I wanted her to die, to let me off the hook of taking care of her? That it would make me sound like a selfish, ungrateful, unloving child? I have faced a lot of scary things in my life; I have had to have a lot of hard conversations with people. But broaching the topic of hospice with my mom was one of the hardest things I ever had to do.
And God love her - I was on the verge of tears, but she was as calm as anything when I asked her. She was soooooo very ready to have the conversation. I think she put it off for fear of upsetting ME. She was so tired; so tired of fighting an illness she KNEW she was never, ever going to get better from. There was only the hope to maintain the status quo, and her quality of life was diminishing daily. By the time we brought hospice in, we BOTH could have peace - hers, knowing she tried her best to fight, and me, knowing I tried my best to keep the illness at bay.
If dad will not consider amputation, it might not be just because he's stubborn and trying to be as difficult as he can be. He might be waiting for one of you to broach the topic of hospice. I assume, if your mom is 82, he's also in his 80's. He might be tired of fighting. I think, with some people, when you get to a certain age, with awful chronic health conditions that have no hope of cure, death is not the fearful option that we, who are younger, believe it to be.
I will share that once we brought hospice in, it made things so much easier for both my mom and me. Not because the workload became less, because as people will tell you here, when someone is on home hospice, family is responsible for almost all of the care. It became easier, because hospice gave my mom control over her medical decisions. She could eat what she wanted - or not, if she wasn't hungry. She could make decisions about which meds to continue and which to remove. There was no more concern on her part about any visit to a doctor landing her into the hospital for another 10 day or more stay. followed by weeks in a rehab facility to try to get stronger. It might not seem like much, bit for someone who had been so independent having been reduced to that, it was freeing for her.
I hope you can find an answer that will give all of you - you, your sister, mom and dad - some semblance of peace.
I feel frozen.
As to how long someone can live in this condition that is very very variable dependent on so many things including condition, weight, mobility, age, luck and chance. Nothing will be set in stone. The problems of gangrene that is untreated becomes exceptionally malodorous; you are looking at a person alive with a rotting extremity to put it in the most brutal but graphic sense of things.
Occasionally people form a sepsis, infection in the entire system spread through the blood stream. This likely means, without treatment, a death within several weeks as each system shuts down, one after another, kidney, heart, lung.
I am so sorry. There is no good answer here. Amputation can be exceptionally difficult for the diabetic who has problems healing extremities and often it is being cut piecemeal one bit at a time to revise the stump that won't heal. It can mean death in a very prolonged manner.
This is my experience as a nurse, but I will tell you it varies a lot and your best advisor here is your Dad's MD. I am so sorry. Not everything has a good answer, and this certainly does not. This decision belongs to your Dad and hopefully he can be informed. At best there is no assurance he can live through this. Please speak with his MD and have family conference to share ideas and information. You are facing down very tough times. I couldn't be sorrier.
As to what this all means to adult children? Your father needs placement in my opinion. Wound care will become worse and worse and worse. It will all mean immobility and helplessness. This is something for skilled nursing or for nursing home with hospice to handle. I doubt that the adult children will be able to handle this situation no matter WHERE it is going, either amputation or hospice, wound care and eventual death. Your father will mourn this decision in whatever way he must; let him, and it is worth the mourning.
He told the Drs he can fix this himself.
I remind myself of my sister and mom as a reason to live.
The doctor needs to say to him that by not getting the amputation, he WILL die. If he wants to die, thats OK, so then he goes on Hospice. No more doctor visits. No more wound care. He will be kept comfortable till he passes.
I had a friend who had an amputation. Its not cut and dry. There is a lot of pain associated with it. She had to see a pain specialist. There will be wound care till the stump heals. She could never wear a prosthesis because she had a sore that was not healing on the stump. She suffered from phantom pain. She had a scooter chair to get around in and a special van. The doctor visits did not stop because she had the amputation. I know because we took her. She ended up passing from kidney failure. She was a juvenile diabetic. Had a major heart attack in her 50s, amputation at 60 and passed at 63.
Your Dad has choices. I am with your sister here. He is bringing this onto himself. Its not your fault. You can't fix stubborn.
He said to the dr
No amputation
He can fix this so he's not leaving it as is...he can fix this through acupuncture and a bariatric chamber.
Can't you and sis say " I can't take you to that appointment, I have one of my own that day". He can call a cab, yes? And hire an aide to go with him?
We can't do the tough love route.