My father is 75 and has parkinson. I came back from Canada last year and live with my parents now, in Bulgaria. I don't know where to start from...My dad is driving all of us insane...I am not sure if this is the disease or himself anymore... :( We're doing ANYTHING to please him...and he's like a pretentious child. I had a HORRIBLE fight with my parents few days ago when he was not feeling well again and I wanted to take him to a hospital. I just left...I went to sleep at the house, I called emergency and the doctor was really nice and talked to me...he told me that except for trying to keep my own sanity right now there is nothing I can do. Before my fight was my f****** birthday...worst birthday of my life....for present I called a doctor to visit us. He was really nice and competent, he told my father...you gotta help yourself too...Forget about it. He yells during the night because he wants candy. Then he lies to us he didn't eat or he didn't go to the toilet.
My brother came from Vienna...they want to leave today with him so he sees a doctor there. I don't think it's a good idea, but who am I to give an opinion in this f***** up family?
I just want to get out. Though I know from experience wherever I go I bring my issues with me.
I am angry, and I am sad...and I started kick boxing because otherwise I will hurt myself. I wish I could help but seems to me if I suffer they feel better. It's like if I am not in pain it means I don't love them.
I just don't understand....