I found out today that my family decided without my input about the fate of my father. For selfish reasons, my family is cutting all pain medications to supposedly keep him alive. I know it won’t and it will kill him in agonizing pain. Here is some background my dad of around eighty years of age had a heart attack which included 5 heart events. They brought in a miracle retired surgeon to repair the left side if his heart. More context, he was really sick with an E Coli infection prior and his heart had major issues. It took time before they could even do heart cath surgery. The thing is before and after they had him under heavy sedation (like propro… fuck I can’t spell it…surgery level stuff) and pain management (like Fentanyl). My dad most of his life was also on amitryptaline for sleep and pain. So after the surgeon saved him he was still in recovery for a long time in ICU. They eventually transferred him to general, but he had bad delirium post surgery and I think since he was under to long he might have brain damage. Well they had to put him into a long term recovery branch of the hospital while I was away for a week. Without my knowledge, they decided to cut pain meds since he might have psychosis from being in the hospital too long. Given I know his pain, its genetic it passed down. Without my medications I would end it and I am only in my 40s and he is in his early 80s. The sight of his suffering was awful and I could do nothing. Nothing. I know he is done, because I know the look and body movements. Me and my dad share a lot of qualities. It deeply saddens me that they are doing this. I am in no power to do anything. So I messaged those family members and expressed my disgust with them and how they are handling it. I finally after years of deliberation about how they are, disowned them. I decided I am leaving state after I find a new job and move to the most liberal state with medical weed, better medical, and assisted suicide for when I need it. I know my illness will kill me, and I don’t want my family to have any say in what I do. Only my caring and understanding wife will have say so in my ADR with DNR. I am so saddened I feel broken. I am not asking for advice at all. Just needed to vent before I break. I appreciate all of the loving and understanding people on here. Sorry, I hope this does not sadden anyone. Its just that my dad knows my pain and I associated most with him in the end. He was misunderstood by so many. He was a marine and medic in Vietnam and saved many lives aiding surgeons and risking his life to save injured people under hostile fire situations. He worked hard his whole life to support us and this is what he gets.