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- Jul 4, 2011
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- Loved one DX
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- US
- State
- KS
- City
- Wichita
Hello,
My name is David and as of the past 2 days ive been trying to cope with my father's diagnosis of ALS. Weve been living the past 3.5 months with a diagnosis of CIDP which has had him on up to 70mg of prednisone daily. Not to mention a 3 times a week regiment of blood transfusions to help counteract the non existent CIDP, as of 2 days ago noon a specialist has ruled out CIDP as the cause and instead re-diagnosed him with ALS. Through all this he been weakened not only by the heavy onset of ALS but also the total exhaustion of more than 20 blood transfusions in a matter of 2 months. My dad is such a great man, and one of the most solid things in my life and yet i know that at some point he wont be able to breathe on his own or some other basic muscle will cease to function and that at his weakest hour he will pass and knowing this tears at the fiber of my existence. I dont know if its selfish for me to be this sad because i know that this diagnosis has been so hard on him. The ups and downs are just the worst. Seeing the strongest person in my life struggle at blowing his nose after helping him with strenuous yard work only months ago is killing me inside. The realization that all the fun of walking around at drag races, camping, going to KU football games, and hell even mowing the yard with him is long passed and that for the next X number of years im going to witness my dad waste away until he simply cant live anymore. I just want to give him my body and carry this so that he can live the long, perfect life that this great man deserves. Please, take me instead.
I just needed somewhere to let myself go, thanks so much for reading.
My name is David and as of the past 2 days ive been trying to cope with my father's diagnosis of ALS. Weve been living the past 3.5 months with a diagnosis of CIDP which has had him on up to 70mg of prednisone daily. Not to mention a 3 times a week regiment of blood transfusions to help counteract the non existent CIDP, as of 2 days ago noon a specialist has ruled out CIDP as the cause and instead re-diagnosed him with ALS. Through all this he been weakened not only by the heavy onset of ALS but also the total exhaustion of more than 20 blood transfusions in a matter of 2 months. My dad is such a great man, and one of the most solid things in my life and yet i know that at some point he wont be able to breathe on his own or some other basic muscle will cease to function and that at his weakest hour he will pass and knowing this tears at the fiber of my existence. I dont know if its selfish for me to be this sad because i know that this diagnosis has been so hard on him. The ups and downs are just the worst. Seeing the strongest person in my life struggle at blowing his nose after helping him with strenuous yard work only months ago is killing me inside. The realization that all the fun of walking around at drag races, camping, going to KU football games, and hell even mowing the yard with him is long passed and that for the next X number of years im going to witness my dad waste away until he simply cant live anymore. I just want to give him my body and carry this so that he can live the long, perfect life that this great man deserves. Please, take me instead.
I just needed somewhere to let myself go, thanks so much for reading.