My dad has been living with parkinsons since he was 59 years old. He is now 68 years old. His Disease is now quite advance.
He is now hallucinating. He claims to see his mother and father who passed on and that my grandmother tells him to come to them. My dad believes he will be leaving us and it is so difficult being that he lives in Peru most of the year. I guess I am voicing out and the reality is I am afraid. The idea of my dad dying horrifies me especially not ever dealing with death personally. I hate this disease and what has done to my dad and to our family. My dad means everything to me and I feel gulity becasue at times perhaps I wasnt as understanding as I could have been. At the end none of this is his fault.