Evening everyone,
I’m looking for some help! I’m in my 30s and have been living overseas for the past 18 months. I haven’t been able to come back to the UK until recently because the country I was residing in completely closed it’s borders, due to the pandemic. As soon as I returned, my dad (70s) was diagnosed with MND. His deterioration seems to have happened pretty rapidly. While overseas I had my second child, who is only now just meeting my family and friends, including my dad.
I am having a difficult time processing what has happened. My dad has gone from being a healthy, strong man, who was still working as an engineer, to someone who is unable to move unassisted. The whole experience is just complexity shocking to me; I can’t believe what has and is happening. I am in mourning for the grandad that my children have lost. Hopes of sleep overs at their grandparents house, holidays, day trips, fun filled christmases and birthdays have been completely decimated, and now I find my self having to explain to my 3 year old why his grandad can’t play and have fun with him and his little brother. I know that there are many people who have been struck by this horrendous disease a lot earlier than my dad, and I am more than grateful for the time I have had and the time that my children have with him now, but I can’t help feeling that I’ve been robbed of the next 10 years that I’d mapped out in my head. I’m not ready to lose him.
I guess I’m just looking for a little advice from others who have found themselves in this position.
Thanks,
J
I’m looking for some help! I’m in my 30s and have been living overseas for the past 18 months. I haven’t been able to come back to the UK until recently because the country I was residing in completely closed it’s borders, due to the pandemic. As soon as I returned, my dad (70s) was diagnosed with MND. His deterioration seems to have happened pretty rapidly. While overseas I had my second child, who is only now just meeting my family and friends, including my dad.
I am having a difficult time processing what has happened. My dad has gone from being a healthy, strong man, who was still working as an engineer, to someone who is unable to move unassisted. The whole experience is just complexity shocking to me; I can’t believe what has and is happening. I am in mourning for the grandad that my children have lost. Hopes of sleep overs at their grandparents house, holidays, day trips, fun filled christmases and birthdays have been completely decimated, and now I find my self having to explain to my 3 year old why his grandad can’t play and have fun with him and his little brother. I know that there are many people who have been struck by this horrendous disease a lot earlier than my dad, and I am more than grateful for the time I have had and the time that my children have with him now, but I can’t help feeling that I’ve been robbed of the next 10 years that I’d mapped out in my head. I’m not ready to lose him.
I guess I’m just looking for a little advice from others who have found themselves in this position.
Thanks,
J
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