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Not telling you anything you don't know, but if her husband is overwhelmed by everything, please try to have another reasonable family member has access to her medical chart, ideally someone who can go to doctor visits with them. Understanding a new devastating illness, navigating the medical system, while grieving your partner, keeping her clean and warm and trying to figure out what to cook for supper and how the washing machine works--it's possible he's missed things, or misunderstood things that affect decision-making, and never realized.Lotta talk about Alzheimer's ITT but what about Parkinson's? Anyone know anyone with it?
A family member of mine has it. It's a terrible thing. She's totally laid up in bed and can't do anything herself, and she can barely squeak out a "yes" or "no" when you talk to her. Her husband is taking care of her, but he's old too and was never the homemaker so it's new territory for him.
A distant family member had a really fatalistic view of Parkinson's. He just got the diagnosis from a GP and shut down, couldn't think about it any more than that. He decided, "well, when it gets bad, my wife is going to help me murder-suicide." His wife was a big proponent of this plan--we should all have such a good marriage--but they weren't even going to try any treatment in the meantime. Too big and scary to think about; it was just going to be all or nothing.
Some of the medium-sane and more medical family members convinced them, mostly the wife, to at least give meds a try first. Once he got a specialist and a Sinemet script, the Parkensonian decline slowed down drastically. He ended up getting a deep brain stimulator and now they're looking at a lot of quality time left. They can still mutual-toaster-bath if they decide to, but that's years of Thanksgivings that were going to go out the window because a new diagnosis was too big to think about.
Some of the medium-sane and more medical family members convinced them, mostly the wife, to at least give meds a try first. Once he got a specialist and a Sinemet script, the Parkensonian decline slowed down drastically. He ended up getting a deep brain stimulator and now they're looking at a lot of quality time left. They can still mutual-toaster-bath if they decide to, but that's years of Thanksgivings that were going to go out the window because a new diagnosis was too big to think about.
The moral of my weird family story isn't "never kill yourself, even if your quality of life is not tolerable to you." It's that sometimes people shut down in the face of a terrifying diagnosis and aren't able to think rationally about something that affects them so suddenly and deeply. If you can get a third person involved who can help keep track of the paperwork, medication lists, make base-touching phone calls, advocate and jump through the hoops for home health and other assistance--that relieves a lot of mental burden on her husband, and could also turn up some options that previously got lost in the deluge of information.
It'll also be good for after she's gone. There will be someone who knows what he went through, and who can say with certainty, not just empty platitudes, that they know he did the best he could for her and made the best decisions anyone could, knowing what he did at the time.