Didn’t know where else to go, so came here. Mum has progressive ms, and has been getting worse since the end of last year.
Fatigue is getting wworse.Some days she’s in bed til lunchtime, or til the afternoon, on the worst days, she’s in bed all day. Some days she’s too tired to sit up to eat, and has ate laying on her side in bed.
Her mobility is worse. She walks bent over. Sometimes when she’s very tired, she struggles to lift her feet. She has been falling more. She used to be able to slide herself along the floor, and pull herself up. But the last time she couldn’t get up, despite trying for hours. I had to get the Paramedics out to get her off the floor.
She’s sstarted wandering around in the middle of the night. Doesn’t seem to be any purpose, I’ve seen this on the Ring camera, otherwise I wouldn’t have known. When she’s doing this, she would be pottering around for up to a few hours, searching inside her rollator, or pulling at her clothes. One night she was opening the oven door multiple times, for no reason. Worried she could’ve just as easily switched it on.
She said she didn’t know how to turn on the tap, didn’t know how to turn it off, said didn’t know how to flush the toilet. She left a soiled pull up on the edge of the bathroom sink, said she didn’t see it. Then said she left it there to rinse out before throwing away.
She tells me she feels confused but doesn’t know why. She told me she couldn’t remember how to put her false teeth in.
The gp is going to do a mini mental memory test next week. They’ve already taken bloods and done the ecg, which I’ve been told are checks they have to do, when checking for dementia. Can’t believe I’m writing that.
She has carers 4 times a day. They’re great. They notice any changes before I do. As I’m only there in the evenings/weekends. I feel useless, I can’t lift her when she falls, she’s too heavy.
Pads are another nightmare, they cause her a lot of confusion.
I’m massively struggling with it all. I literally feel like running away from my life. I’ve already had enough for a long time, as others on here who’ve read my post before may already know. I’d got to the last straw at the beginning of the year, and had decided to move out. Found a property, got a mortgage sorted. All good to go. Then, as usual, life has to get worse, and all this confusion gets worse. Now I feel like I should be cancelling the whole thing. But I know she’s going to end up in a home fairly soon, probably before the end of the year.
I spoke to my own gp about how I was struggling. He said I was a bad state, and wanted to prescribe tablets. Of course, I didn’t want them.
Honestly hate so much responsibility. She’s not even safe at night when I’m here. If she goes to a home, it’ll be my fault for letting it happen, for not being good enough. If she hates it, and doesn’t settle, it’ll be my fault. If I try to keep her at home longer, I worry something dangerous will happen, what if she switches the oven/hob on and burns herself or sets the house on fire, what if she topples over and falls onto her head, and that kills her. It’ll all be my fault.
I wish so much there was someone else had all this responsibility
Anyway, thanks for reading this far folks
Edited to add- she owns her own home, in her name only.