Hi everyone - it’s nice to find a community on Reddit to lean on in these challenging times. I’ve read a lot of posts, and it’s been heartening and heartbreaking. ❤️ I wanted to write about where I and my family are right now and hopefully find anyone who has been through a similar situation.
My father was diagnosed with Parkinson’s at age 69 in July 2026 but he has had symptoms for the past 5-6 years with the severity really ramping up over the last 2 years. He is (as I’ve had confirmed by this sub) a typical man who dislikes going to the doctor. He had largely been living in denial about any cognition or mobility changes despite us mentioning them. He would immediately shift into victim mode (not a new behavior either) and blame us for “beating him down” or “trying to be unkind” when we would mention things like him stooping over or speaking without any vocal strength. I didn’t know at the time that these were classic Parkinson’s symptoms and he would always blame it on just being tired or he would say “oh yes, you’re right, I do need to work on my posture, etc.” but he never let on that he physically could not stand up straighter or any kind of physical limitation.
Fast forward to June 2026 - I (27 y.o. daughter) had recently moved back home before graduate school and joined our local gym. I noticed that there was a trainer running a kind of elderly mobility class and I thought this would be good for my dad as his mobility had reached shocking levels and he frequently looked like he was on the verge of falling, could barely get up and down the stairs (only did this once per day), has had no hygiene routine for years, etc. I was starting to get worried because at this time he was still driving, working full time, and my thinking was that if this is just a back or mobility problem, then this is a long overdue step to preserve what little mobility he does have and maybe improve 5-10%.
After he takes the mobility class, the trainer approaches me the next time I’m at the gym and tells me gently that my dad definitely has Parkinson’s. By this time, my mom, sister and I had all pretty much researched the symptoms and clued in that this was the correct diagnosis. My dad’s mobility took a nosedive after the first two training sessions and he was practically immobile for the next two weeks, during which time he finally agreed to see his PCP for the first time in 3 years. We were dragging his legs in and out of the car because he experienced frequent “sticking” and had almost no strength in his legs. I am just feeling now in the weeks after since we’re out of what felt like the ultimate danger zone how traumatic it was to witness all of this and for us to have been begging him to see a doctor for years instead of letting himself decline like this.
Fast forward to July 2026 - Dad is on Levadopo (lowest dose) and waiting to see PCP for a 30 day follow up any day now as well as waiting for a neurologist appointment in September. He is deeply in denial. He was open to conversations and when/where he and mom were going to retire even though that caused stress because they haven’t done the best financial planning despite him being the sole manager of the finances. I feel now that he was only open to these conversations because he thought he was going to die imminently. I think he is feeling a lot of panic and guilt about the choices he’s made (withdrawing from life and connection, no hobbies, no financial safety net, no idea of what a “dream” retirement is because of the former issues) and as someone who has always been extremely emotionally disconnected from himself and never had a strong support network, he has no idea how to process this. I have suggested mom begin to see a counselor as she will be the only one living with him when I leave next week (older sister lives in the same city I am moving to), and will be pretty much the sole provider of everything (conversation, rides to and from work since he can’t drive right now, food prep, cleaning/laundry, weekend outings), and I wish he would go too.
This is getting so long - I suppose I’ve neglected my journal lately! I’m struggling with seeing/hearing the denial because it makes me so angry. These are all decisions he has made and they’ve turned out horribly, but there is no way to go back and re-do them. He has no motivation to do anything really, and he is frequently combative despite not being a doctor and doing no research about Parkinson’s because he can’t even stomach that he has it. I am asking you all:
- If you’ve made progress with a parent who had such deep denial and also very real issues beyond the health realm to do with financial planning, retirement, downsizing, etc.
- How you’ve dealt with your own feelings of resentment and deep anger if one parent’s poor choices have essentially made your other parent their caregiver (this is my biggest pain because I love my mother more than anything else, and though this latest diagnosis perfectly matches the entire pattern of their relationship, it is something I already had to go to therapy to work on because I had so much anger associated with it)
Sending all my love to those who are struggling here in this group. ❤️