Hello all. So many familiar experiences here. I don't know if that makes me feel better - because you understand - or worse - because I wouldn't wish this on any of you.
I notice many first posts are long gasps of frustration and torture. Here's mine.
I've been dealing with Mum's mental health issues since I was a tot. Dad was, erm, unkind, to put it mildly. He got a brain tumour when I was 27 and gradually declined. For 14 awful years he was home with Mum. Me supporting from not so nearby. No help from the system: his cancer was "cured" and even though treatment left him with a condition very low Alzheimer's, it wasn't Alzheimer's so we got nothing. Now he's in a care home and still we get precious little to help pay because he's not on a traditional dementia path.
Now Mum's got dementia. We moved her to a retirement complex nearby but too late, I think. Delusions have started. She's always telling me someone comes in a night. Of course one has to consider the possibility it's true but after getting her permission to put a security camera up, I'm sure it's delusions. Referral to be local specialist came through in May for an appointment in December.
She doesn't want to stay alone. I understand she's scared and it's all very real to her but I can't deal with her mental health issues daily. I have been caring for her since I was a small child, then her and Dad, now this... and I am tired. I have a job but given up on a career. In a short set l sweet spot I managed to find a wonderful man to marry. He's the only person I ever managed to date! Lucky he's a keeper. But there are limits for him. She is my life. Not him. We had to give up on having children. I'm now 43 and we had agreed as a couple to give having a family a go this year and get Mum help. But now Mum's delusions have started add by there's none to calm her but me and by staying over. So figuring fertility is a stupid idea. But this childlessness, it's killing me. How am I to get through looming menopause without resenting her for consuming at least 40 of my 43 years?
I know know. Not her fault etc etc. Her vulnerability makes her the priority. There is no future but her.
I notice many first posts are long gasps of frustration and torture. Here's mine.
I've been dealing with Mum's mental health issues since I was a tot. Dad was, erm, unkind, to put it mildly. He got a brain tumour when I was 27 and gradually declined. For 14 awful years he was home with Mum. Me supporting from not so nearby. No help from the system: his cancer was "cured" and even though treatment left him with a condition very low Alzheimer's, it wasn't Alzheimer's so we got nothing. Now he's in a care home and still we get precious little to help pay because he's not on a traditional dementia path.
Now Mum's got dementia. We moved her to a retirement complex nearby but too late, I think. Delusions have started. She's always telling me someone comes in a night. Of course one has to consider the possibility it's true but after getting her permission to put a security camera up, I'm sure it's delusions. Referral to be local specialist came through in May for an appointment in December.
She doesn't want to stay alone. I understand she's scared and it's all very real to her but I can't deal with her mental health issues daily. I have been caring for her since I was a small child, then her and Dad, now this... and I am tired. I have a job but given up on a career. In a short set l sweet spot I managed to find a wonderful man to marry. He's the only person I ever managed to date! Lucky he's a keeper. But there are limits for him. She is my life. Not him. We had to give up on having children. I'm now 43 and we had agreed as a couple to give having a family a go this year and get Mum help. But now Mum's delusions have started add by there's none to calm her but me and by staying over. So figuring fertility is a stupid idea. But this childlessness, it's killing me. How am I to get through looming menopause without resenting her for consuming at least 40 of my 43 years?
I know know. Not her fault etc etc. Her vulnerability makes her the priority. There is no future but her.