Dad is now entirely bed bound, this disease moved so quickly.
2 weeks ago he could with hel her out of bed and into a wheelchair, now a hoist moves him into a special armchair.
We can no longer wheel him out side to see his beloved garden.
Yes he knows and he finds it very frustrating as it’s also affecting his speech, but luckily not his appetite so we are purchasing all his favourite goodies and let him fill his belly.
We buy fresh flowers and he has his beloved cockatiel near him but due to the hoist requirements he is no longer able to be near the window
This takes me back to a similar situation for me. I do understand what you are going through, Rockrose, and I can only wish you the strength and fortitude to carry this through. I keep you all in my prayers.
Perhaps you could take videos of his garden to show your dad?