I have had my first respite weekend since February.
In many ways it has been a welcome break. I’ve done some work in the front garden, had coffee with a friend, had a lie in and enjoyed some wine ….but this weekend has not been without challenge.
I am my mums carer. She is bed bound and has suspected (undiagnosed) dementia.
Mum has 4 care visits a day whilst i work full time and i care for her after work before her final bedtime carer call and care in between calls at the weekend.
I’m in the middle of a care needs assessment for mum via social services and i’ve recently started looking after her finances which has meant appointments with building society, registering with bank etc (LPA allows me to do this).
I anticipated that mum would struggle with me not being there and i was right. I had arranged for plenty of help from carers, made lists and left instructions so everything was taken care of…i have received so many calls from her because she just wanted me to sort out minor issues rather than asking carers.
I have had to stand firm so as not to give in (i give myself a pat on the back) but even though i explain to her that i need a break and that i’m not abandoning her, she refuses to see that trying to take care of everything (her health, medication, finances, food, care requirements, gardening, and general admin whilst working full time) is taking it’s toll - she plays the guilt card.
I have one sibling who refuses to help - he just retreats and has many excuses why he can’t help when i ask for it. Doesn’t ask how mum is or ring her.
I feel a thousand pounds of pressure on my shoulders and have sacrificed so much of my life.
I am resuming normal caring duties tomorrow and i really don’t want to. I don’t look forward to seeing mum - everything minor thing is a great cause of distress/worry for her and i’m always needing to calm her down and reassure her.
I’m unable to take time off work because i have used all of my annual leave taking care of mum this year when she’s been ill (she’s had severe UTI, seizures, falls, leg infection and is now bed bound)
It never ends.
I live 8 miles away from mum and do not want to live with her - my home is my only sanctuary and i live on my own.
I feel guilty when i’m with her because i get frustrated that she’s forgotten how to use the tv remove for the umpteenth time that day, i get frustrated with her for ringing me at work during the day because she’s worrying sbout something. I feel guilty because i have chosen not to make a 16 mile round trip because she wants the channel changing or she wants the curtain closing and instead have asked her to wait for the next carer so they can help her.
I explain that her expectations of me to jump in the car for non urgent minor tasks is unrealistic and unfair, that my health is being affected but she justifies her reasons (no one else to call, the carer has just left, what else am i supposed to do, i’ve barely slept worrying about xxx……) so then i feel like a bad daughter.
I can’t ever see how things will improve or how i can get some of my own life back.