Mum advanced dementia but still able to feed herself and walk. Incontinent sometimes, aggressive sometimes, often doesn’t sleep, agitated, uncooperative but can be slowly coaxed, cajoled and encouraged to most things. Dad full time carer, has no life, no friends and little time to himself. I work full time and have a family but spend evenings and weekends with them to keep him going. I think he’s depressed and I feel like I’m watching the pair of them die slowly, one with exhaustion caused by the other. I am frightened of the future. The cost of care is draining us. The only way out of this is death. All a bit grim.
CHC refused. It feels like wading through porridge to get any help. I’ve asked for a carers assessment at the GP but csw on holiday (every time I call) and I wait for the promised call back in vain. I suspect they’ll offer nothing. I don’t feel there is any support out there. I have no time to investigate anything and what I do find is never any use, say we need to self fund or don’t return calls. We are paying £1200 a month on care at the moment. I feel isolated and angry.
Sister...says there ...there... there...but too busy to visit this weekend....or next....or next. She is very well off and is taking lots of holidays hence unavailable. I’m not well off and quality of life is poor. I really feel angry with her.
Today I found myself googling when do you die from dementia. I will feel dreadful when she goes but possibly hugely relieved
Vented..... not sure I’ll post because I feel ‘what is the point’ about most things nowadays ...that or ashamed
CHC refused. It feels like wading through porridge to get any help. I’ve asked for a carers assessment at the GP but csw on holiday (every time I call) and I wait for the promised call back in vain. I suspect they’ll offer nothing. I don’t feel there is any support out there. I have no time to investigate anything and what I do find is never any use, say we need to self fund or don’t return calls. We are paying £1200 a month on care at the moment. I feel isolated and angry.
Sister...says there ...there... there...but too busy to visit this weekend....or next....or next. She is very well off and is taking lots of holidays hence unavailable. I’m not well off and quality of life is poor. I really feel angry with her.
Today I found myself googling when do you die from dementia. I will feel dreadful when she goes but possibly hugely relieved
Vented..... not sure I’ll post because I feel ‘what is the point’ about most things nowadays ...that or ashamed