I haven't posted in a long time, but some of you may remember me. My husband and I have been helping my dad for four and a half years. He lived with us for nearly ten months while recovering from a serious illness and a fall. Then he lived in "independent" living for almost three years with a great deal of assistance from us. Toward the end of 2016, he took a bad fall and ended up spending several weeks in rehab, after which he moved into an assisted living apartment in the same senior residence. Well, history is repeating itself, but getting worse, because at the end of 2017, he took another, much more serious fall, and is in rehab again. I'm just about at the end of my rope. When he was in the hospital pre-rehab, I found myself thinking, "If I have a nervous breakdown, I won't have to take care of him any more," and it was an appealing thought. In 2017, he was hospitalized four times (including the hospitalization for this recent fall). Each hospitalization was preceded by an ER visit, of course. We also took him to numerous doctor appointments, spent lots of time on the telephone with the doctor's office, shopped for his clothes and other items, and took him on recreational outings. I'm exhausted, and I see the near future plainly: Dad needs my help in rehab. He has only one functional arm at the moment, and he can't walk. I'll have to visit him every day, regardless of how I'm feeling, both to provide practical assistance and to try to keep him from becoming depressed. No one else is going to help my husband and me with Dad's needs. My three siblings didn't even answer my e-mail about Dad being discharged from the hospital and going to rehab (although one of them is ill at the moment and might not have been well enough to respond). I've donated so much of my life to Dad, and I want to stop, but there is no real way to quit helping him.
Her falls didn't let up until she went to a wheelchair. She actually had much more mobility in the wheelchair, as she could scoot all over the facility. Walking for he just became a series of falls, fractures, and pain.
I hope they can find something to help your dad. Does he use a walker or cane?
Becoming completely worn out with care is not doing a service to anyone, your dad or you.
As for the sibs--until very recently, 23 of mine we MIA on care for Mother. It took a family meeting (which was absolutely awful) for them to realize that it's time NOW for them to step up. They'e been saying for YEARS "well, I'll come up and help when mom gets worse"...all the time hoping that the day never came. It came and went....after the family mtg, where the brother who carries the burden of mother's care was SO ANGRY and SO HOSTILE, it became quickly obvious that he needs help. He's having some kind of breakdown now, I don't know, but I'm sure it's due to exhaustion of dealing 24/7 with a querulous, aging, miserable person.
That's what it took for my sibs to go "oh, I guess I better help". They either will or won't. That "talk" is super hard to have--but your sibs need to step it up.
There is a choice here. You are allowed to visit as often, or as seldom as you choose. In my case, I had a job, a husband whose health needed tending and 100 miles between where I live and the rehab.
In my mom's case, she had small children and frankly, didn't enjoy being castigated by her mother for putting her in "such a place."
None of the rehab were perfect, but we were in touch frequently by phone and attended care meetings.
And this is what scares me so if my mother ended up in the hospital and then rehab (that is, if she'd even agree to in-facility rehab)! I have three brothers, all out of state. I don't want to brush my mother's teeth, feed her, etc. My mother and I don't get along. I nursed my mother for 8 days and nights when she became nearly helpless because of muscle strains. I will NOT do that again, and have made it clear to my brothers that I won't do it again. They can either take turns coming here, or she can hire help.
I told my mother what my help would have cost for that time...easily several thousands, and she got furious at me. Told me I was a liar, and I was not with her for more than 1 0r 2 days, and that she could have managed by herself. She said I was trying to "take advantage" of her. I didn't demand compensation, but rather told her what it would have cost. And if I'm forced into that position again, I WILL be paid.
I don't think not being local is an excuse to dump it all on the local sibling. What about FMLA?
Does your father have money?
I know that many on this site have the attitude that one can't make siblings take part in the parent's care. Some people just aren't caregivers, and all of that. I don't agree. *I'm" not the caregiver type, at least for my mother. I'm her Dummy Daughter Driver. The golden boy brothers are out of state. She readily accepts their "busyness."