So yesterday I was so excited. I was packing getting ready to start living in NYC. My parents and I were packing and cleaning all day long.
We went out to a restaurant for dinner. A few minutes into his drink I noticed he was sitting back zoned out. My mother and I were talking about NYC and we asked my dad a question. He started making non sensible mumbles and had no idea what was going on. It was like seeing someone go from completely sober to a stumbling drunk instantly. It was heartbreaking.
When I realized what was happening I tell my mom we need to call an ambulance. Of course this was the one night I decided to go along with then without my cell phone on me. My mom starts freaking out and tells me we can't call the ambulance because my dad might lose his job. His condition now is degrading and I take away his drink as he is trying to keep drinking it and get him a water.
Now he is just repeating "I hate you to me and that I am no son of his" and getting very aggressive with me. We pay for dinner without eating it and leave.
My father could barely walk and everything he said was a shout that the whole restaurant could hear. I try and help him walk to the car but he keeps repeating how much he hates me and to get away from him. When we get home he tries to walk down to the basement and I stop him and walk behind him as he stumbles upstairs to his room to sleep. And then as he is shouting at me get the for slammed in my face.
I just don't know what to do my they won't go to the doctor and I just know my dad is on a path to dying. He won't speak to me now. He doesn't follow any of the orders the doctor gave him after he almost died from an aortic dissection a few years back.
I love him and really want to help but I just don't know what to do.
TLDR: father had his 2nd mini stroke, won't go to doctor and my mother refused to call ambulance while he was having mini stroke.
We went out to a restaurant for dinner. A few minutes into his drink I noticed he was sitting back zoned out. My mother and I were talking about NYC and we asked my dad a question. He started making non sensible mumbles and had no idea what was going on. It was like seeing someone go from completely sober to a stumbling drunk instantly. It was heartbreaking.
When I realized what was happening I tell my mom we need to call an ambulance. Of course this was the one night I decided to go along with then without my cell phone on me. My mom starts freaking out and tells me we can't call the ambulance because my dad might lose his job. His condition now is degrading and I take away his drink as he is trying to keep drinking it and get him a water.
Now he is just repeating "I hate you to me and that I am no son of his" and getting very aggressive with me. We pay for dinner without eating it and leave.
My father could barely walk and everything he said was a shout that the whole restaurant could hear. I try and help him walk to the car but he keeps repeating how much he hates me and to get away from him. When we get home he tries to walk down to the basement and I stop him and walk behind him as he stumbles upstairs to his room to sleep. And then as he is shouting at me get the for slammed in my face.
I just don't know what to do my they won't go to the doctor and I just know my dad is on a path to dying. He won't speak to me now. He doesn't follow any of the orders the doctor gave him after he almost died from an aortic dissection a few years back.
I love him and really want to help but I just don't know what to do.
TLDR: father had his 2nd mini stroke, won't go to doctor and my mother refused to call ambulance while he was having mini stroke.
