My father was diagnosed with Cirrhosis of the liver about 3 months ago after he and my mother divorced and he moved to Florida, where I grew up.
I had no idea about the disease, other than what I read online, though nothing could prepare myself when I saw him when my boyfriend and I decided to move to Florida as well.
He weighed 240 the last time I had saw him. He now weighs 150. He's 6'2.
I was shocked. Confused. But I knew he would get better. Besides, he's my dad, and you don't lose your dad at 21 years of age.
I've been here living with my dad for a month now. At first he seemed fine. Skin and bones with a big belly, but fine. We talked. Laughed, but he always look exhausted.
Two weeks later he was put on medications to help the pain, such as Oxycodone. He didn't want to take them. Then it soon got to the point where the pain was so unbearable he had no choice.
Now he's on hospice. Morphine. A nurse came today and put a Catheter in him to try and flush the anommia out of his system that's now effecting his brain, though he won't drink but a few sips of something a day. He doesn't make any sense when he talks and his vision is going bad as well. He's barely eating and can barely walk.
My grandmother is my dad's primary caregiver besides hospice. I try and ask her questions, but her mind is in a million different places at once that I just don't quite understand a lot of things. I've done a lot of research online about the dying process, which obviously my dad is in. I'm just trying to prepare myself for it as much as I can. I've tried to catch the hospice nurse in private to talk to her, but she either slips through one of the million doors we have in the house or I'm not here.
Since my dad has a catheter, does that mean his kidney are failing?
I know no one can say when my dad is going to pass, but is there something, anything, that is a major sign that it's close? Is it different for everyone?
My dad drank all of his life. Alchohol is taking him from me, therefore he's not qualified for a transplant unless he goes to AA...for a year. Not possible. But I do understand, as much as I want to hate everyone for not giving my dad a new liver. But my dad is a good person. He's the most amazing person I've ever known in my life.
The only blessing I can ask for is for him to go in peace.