My father eats and drinks again. He spent last week in the hospital with an infection and there would / could he eat anything. He had difficulty swallowing, so feared that he could while trying to swallow a little choke. My father is 84 and since the death of my mother - the is now almost 7 years ago - it went downhill with him physically and mentally.
During my visit to the hospital, I had hardly recognized him: the eyes were sunken, her nose pierced pointed out from the face and he was pale, very pale. He actually looked more dead than alive. He could not really speak to me, although he seemed to recognize me. He brought out very little and I realized that his days are numbered. The appearance it had at least.
this relates, of course, the question of what decision is made to (see my last blog entry). My parents, when they were both masters of their senses, so vehemently asked not to vegetate on hoses to have when they are no longer able to keep themselves alive. They have given me - luckily - also given in writing. And it is notarized. was healed
Then when the infection, I have not Ertelt permission to put my father a tube into the stomach. For I am of the opinion that it is also a right to die, just like there to life, namely, that there is no delay, just because it's just medically feasible.
And now he is eating again. It is incredible. I have just phoned the nurse in the nursing home and she told me that he had very clearly said that he and I have a huge hunger and thirst. And it probably has worked to feed him. Through the mouth and on purpose. He can not even hold the fork or the spoon, but as long as he can still "hungry" to say he will get food and drink! And attention.
How well that I refused the hose! It would have been completely wrong decision and I felt at the thought of something not already comfortable.
On Thursday I will see my father again. I hope he will still eat itself can.
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