Thank you for your well wishes and understanding. From what I’ve learned, my father had a bout of hepatitis some years back which scarred his liver. In addition, he’s been notorious for taking NSAIDs and other over the counter pain relievers for knee problems. The worst thing that has contributed to his disease is that he’s a closet alcoholic. I feel so much shame for finally admitting it not only to myself, but to other people, but that’s the reality. I know that because of his heavy drinking, he isn’t going to garner a lot of sympathy, but he’s still my father and regardless of his problem, he’s a wonderful person and I want to do everything in my power to make sure he gets his second chance. He seems to have absolutely no desire to drink, not that he has a choice, so I’m praying to God that the abstinence will help his liver regain a little more function. He’s been diagnosed with cirrhosis and hepatic encephalogy. I know he won’t even be considered for a transplant until he’s been alcohol free for 6 months.
Based on lab tests, the doctors estimate that his liver is functioning at a 10%-15% capacity, but a liver biopsy has not been performed yet. I’m not sure what his MELD score is, but I know it isn’t good. He’s on an array of different medications ranging from two diuretics, vitamin K, potassium, lactulose, and a steroid.
My siblings and I have done research regarding optimal diet for someone with his condition and we are trying to treat him as “normal” as possible. In addition, I’ve been having him help me with really light chores like folding laundry and my mom and I walk with him down the block and back every night. I know he’s so weak, so I’m not pushing him too hard, but my fear is that he’ll feel like there is no hope and give up. Today was a “bad” day, at least in the morning and early afternoon. He was really lethargic and seemed a little off balance, but he seemed better once I gave him an extra dose of lactulose. He has been having difficulty sleeping as he needs to go to the bathroom every hour at night. I’m just praying like the dickens that he’ll be okay. I need him in my life.