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Hey giirls. Hope you're all well.
I don't usually publicise what's going on in my life but I'm pretty much in need to do so right now. And I feel like I can talk to you girls.
I just wanted to ask people for prayers for my dad:
He suffers from diabetes, high blood pressure aswell as high cholestrol AND high blood sugar... I know, sounds so much and it is. He used to take at least 8-10 tablets for the past 10 years to control them and they've mashallah worked extremely.
But around the middle of Dec he decided to stop and my mum started noticing a change of behaviour in him. He was talking to himself, not sleeping at all and a number of things which made everyone, particularly me, being the youngest understandably panic.
He told us the reason why he has stopped taking his meds is because he wants to "lose weight". I have no idea who put that thought in his head but my guess it's his good for nothing family who spare no expense in trying to ruin our lives and take our money!
Anyway, mum decided to consult a Psychiatrist and I said that I wanted to go with her. When we got to the psychiatrist my dad asdured them he was cine, there's nothing, he just doesn't want to take his meds. (when he's around other people he's the sweetest man in the world but when he's at home, he's aggressive and bad tempered to the point where he threatens to beat my mum up but never does). Anyway, when we got to the psych, if I wasn't in shock of the situation already, the psych sure as hell did it! He told us that he was surprised that dad hadn't gotten into a coma or got a stroke because that was nearing if he didt take his meds.
So the psychiatrist said that he'd admit dad into a mental health facility and monitor him and give him his meds. Dad listened to them at first, obviously wanting to keep them sweet but by the second day he had enough, he wanted to come home. So with no choice, they temporarily discharged. O was furious! He was nowhere near better and they just left him.
Then he came home and the Mental health facility sent nurses everynight to give him his meds and he took them for a week or so but then he started playing games again, he'd hide the meds or throw them away and mum would keep asking for more.
Then the nurses would come over. He told them that he'd already taken the meds! And they believed him!So mum told the doctor the situation and that we needed to get him readmitted to hosp
But yesterday apparently was his worse day. When he was dropping me off to uni in the morning, he was wearing just a think jacket, with no shirt and no vest and the weather was at least in the minuses!
Then after Friday Prayers, my dad walked home for 45 minutes in the same weather and completely forgot he had taken the car! So then at 5, as I'm on the train, on my way home, my older sis texts me to tell me that we are re admitting him into hosp today. The ambulance are on their way to pick him up. And then she said that 6 police officers weee at our house, just to be on the safe side, incase dad gets violent... I began to panic. O knew what we were doing was right and he has to get better but having 6 police officers in your house?? That was too much.
My brother came to pick me up and I walked into my house to see 3 police officers stood inside my front door, iust standing there. I was completely overwhelmed.
Then m dad walked into the room and hugged me and said he was going to the hospital because everyone wanted him to. The helplessness in his eyes just made me want to break down and cry there and then. But I couldn't, I had to be strong.
He told my mum that he didnt want her to go with him, only my sister so my sister went with him to the hospital which is almost 45 minutes away and he's gonna be there for a few days until he's gonna be moved to the hosp closer to hone.
I've been trying my best to block it all out. That's why everyone sees me spending most of my time on here, making VMs, writing OS's and FF to just keep busy.
I havent't been to any lectures for the past two weeks and I haven't finished my assignments cos I just can't concentrate but I did get an extention on my work so I should get it done.
I just wanted to ask everyone and amyone who's reading tis to take a few minutes or even seconds to pray for my dad.
May God give him a long and happy life. May he realise his responsibilities as a father, a husband and now, mashallah as a grandfather. And may God give him the intelligence to believe that his family aren't his enemies. We just care about him and love him to bits.
Inshallah!
Thanks for taking the time to read all my bak bak lol.
I don't usually publicise what's going on in my life but I'm pretty much in need to do so right now. And I feel like I can talk to you girls.
I just wanted to ask people for prayers for my dad:
He suffers from diabetes, high blood pressure aswell as high cholestrol AND high blood sugar... I know, sounds so much and it is. He used to take at least 8-10 tablets for the past 10 years to control them and they've mashallah worked extremely.
But around the middle of Dec he decided to stop and my mum started noticing a change of behaviour in him. He was talking to himself, not sleeping at all and a number of things which made everyone, particularly me, being the youngest understandably panic.
He told us the reason why he has stopped taking his meds is because he wants to "lose weight". I have no idea who put that thought in his head but my guess it's his good for nothing family who spare no expense in trying to ruin our lives and take our money!
Anyway, mum decided to consult a Psychiatrist and I said that I wanted to go with her. When we got to the psychiatrist my dad asdured them he was cine, there's nothing, he just doesn't want to take his meds. (when he's around other people he's the sweetest man in the world but when he's at home, he's aggressive and bad tempered to the point where he threatens to beat my mum up but never does). Anyway, when we got to the psych, if I wasn't in shock of the situation already, the psych sure as hell did it! He told us that he was surprised that dad hadn't gotten into a coma or got a stroke because that was nearing if he didt take his meds.
So the psychiatrist said that he'd admit dad into a mental health facility and monitor him and give him his meds. Dad listened to them at first, obviously wanting to keep them sweet but by the second day he had enough, he wanted to come home. So with no choice, they temporarily discharged. O was furious! He was nowhere near better and they just left him.
Then he came home and the Mental health facility sent nurses everynight to give him his meds and he took them for a week or so but then he started playing games again, he'd hide the meds or throw them away and mum would keep asking for more.
Then the nurses would come over. He told them that he'd already taken the meds! And they believed him!So mum told the doctor the situation and that we needed to get him readmitted to hosp
But yesterday apparently was his worse day. When he was dropping me off to uni in the morning, he was wearing just a think jacket, with no shirt and no vest and the weather was at least in the minuses!
Then after Friday Prayers, my dad walked home for 45 minutes in the same weather and completely forgot he had taken the car! So then at 5, as I'm on the train, on my way home, my older sis texts me to tell me that we are re admitting him into hosp today. The ambulance are on their way to pick him up. And then she said that 6 police officers weee at our house, just to be on the safe side, incase dad gets violent... I began to panic. O knew what we were doing was right and he has to get better but having 6 police officers in your house?? That was too much.
My brother came to pick me up and I walked into my house to see 3 police officers stood inside my front door, iust standing there. I was completely overwhelmed.
Then m dad walked into the room and hugged me and said he was going to the hospital because everyone wanted him to. The helplessness in his eyes just made me want to break down and cry there and then. But I couldn't, I had to be strong.
He told my mum that he didnt want her to go with him, only my sister so my sister went with him to the hospital which is almost 45 minutes away and he's gonna be there for a few days until he's gonna be moved to the hosp closer to hone.
I've been trying my best to block it all out. That's why everyone sees me spending most of my time on here, making VMs, writing OS's and FF to just keep busy.
I havent't been to any lectures for the past two weeks and I haven't finished my assignments cos I just can't concentrate but I did get an extention on my work so I should get it done.
I just wanted to ask everyone and amyone who's reading tis to take a few minutes or even seconds to pray for my dad.
May God give him a long and happy life. May he realise his responsibilities as a father, a husband and now, mashallah as a grandfather. And may God give him the intelligence to believe that his family aren't his enemies. We just care about him and love him to bits.
Inshallah!
Thanks for taking the time to read all my bak bak lol.
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