Sunday, April 19, 2020

No Answer

My brother had his surgery on April 1.  He came home on April 14th.  He was in the critical therapy unit for days after the surgery.  He has Parkinson's and is having an awful time with balance.  It is getting worse.  The last time I took him to the doctor, he fell while we were getting out of the car to go inside.  When it was time to go in to see the doctor, they brought a wheelchair out to take him back.  He had fallen in their office the last time we were there as well.  (He falls multiple times a day.)  During the visit the doctor had asked him how many times a day he falls.  He told him about a half dozen.  The doctor told him he wanted him using the wheelchair which he had ordered for him the last visit. My brother has refused to do so.  Every time I have gone over lately he has fallen many times.  Someone called Adult Protective services about him.  He is in charge of himself so none of the family can tell him what to do.  We are helpless watching it all.  I fear he will kill himself with this falling.  The doctor even told him what all could happen to him during one of these falls.  It seems as though it has gone in one ear and out the other. :(  It upsets me to no end.  I don't want to see him hurt.  I do not know what is going to happen next and I certainly don't want to go over there to check on him to find him deceased from falling.  I cannot make him understand.  We all seem to be at the mercy of his next fall.  It is an evil disease that steals a person's life.  Here we all are in the middle of a pandemic and life goes on....emotions are jerked around all over the place because there are so many things that are the same, yet it is all so full of stress and different.  Enough rambling...done.

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