This touching story comes to us from Mike Menster. Thank you Mike for sharing, and bless your soul for the greatest gift that you gave to your parents. If you believe in heaven, I would think they are watching over you right now, their faces brightened with big smiles.
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Mother was in denial as was I to a point, but very quickly I realized that I had to take charge and make sure they were well cared for; I was the only one that could and would do it the right way. I'm divorced, no kids and at the time was 45 years old. I had to stop working all together because my Dad was over dosed on a very powerful anti-psychotic of which I never gave written or verbal consent. He went from the moderate stages of the disease to the end stages in 36 hours. Mom had her own memory disorders and she was totally unaware of what happened to Dad. I fought and fought to try and reverse what had been done to him with no luck whatsoever. The medical community, overall, DID NOT LIKE that I was well educated and well versed on this disease; they told me to go back to marketing and leave the medical issues to medical professionals. Dad passed away and then Mom followed him just 9 short months later. As a single man and a primary caregiver, my heart, my prayers and my thoughts go out to all who face the same or similiar situations. It is and was an honor, a priviledge and the most incredible experience to be there for them. As I have always stated, for all my life they were their for me, now it was my turn. Knowing what I do today and the life altering effects, the devastation, the loss of nearly everything in my life, I would do it all over again. There are very special memories, a special closeness to my folks that I will carry for the rest of my life. God's Blessing to all...........
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Mother was in denial as was I to a point, but very quickly I realized that I had to take charge and make sure they were well cared for; I was the only one that could and would do it the right way. I'm divorced, no kids and at the time was 45 years old. I had to stop working all together because my Dad was over dosed on a very powerful anti-psychotic of which I never gave written or verbal consent. He went from the moderate stages of the disease to the end stages in 36 hours. Mom had her own memory disorders and she was totally unaware of what happened to Dad. I fought and fought to try and reverse what had been done to him with no luck whatsoever. The medical community, overall, DID NOT LIKE that I was well educated and well versed on this disease; they told me to go back to marketing and leave the medical issues to medical professionals. Dad passed away and then Mom followed him just 9 short months later. As a single man and a primary caregiver, my heart, my prayers and my thoughts go out to all who face the same or similiar situations. It is and was an honor, a priviledge and the most incredible experience to be there for them. As I have always stated, for all my life they were their for me, now it was my turn. Knowing what I do today and the life altering effects, the devastation, the loss of nearly everything in my life, I would do it all over again. There are very special memories, a special closeness to my folks that I will carry for the rest of my life. God's Blessing to all...........
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