Hi all, I don’t know if this is the right place for this thread but I’m new so please forgive me if it’s in the wrong area and move to wherever it is best suited.
Since November 2016 I have been out of work and caring for my mum. I was in work and received a phone call that she had been admitted to hospital with an extremely high heart rate and breathing difficulties. That was the last time I worked. She was in hospital for a few days and developed pneumonia also which wiped her out. She had a lot of health issues prior to that and it took it out of her, hence me becoming her carer.
Fast forward to January last year and she was diagnosed with breast cancer. She had the mastectomy in February (under local anaesthetic as she couldn’t be knocked out for it, so she may have a little PTSD from being awake during the op) and has been on tablets for it since. She had radiotherapy, which caused her a lot of issues (mouth problems, throat problems, oral thrush etc) and led to her losing so much weight that she was, again, hospitalised. Since release, she has only been able to drink tea, Ensure meal replacements and soup. She was given the all clear for her cancer about 7 months ago, which I thought would be the start of moving on.
It wasn’t. Since the all clear, she spent all her time while she was awake feeling her other breast, checking her armpits, neck, throat, chest, arms, anywhere that she could possibly find things. She is VERY thin as it is, and her specialist has explained to her that she will feel lumps and bumps that other, heavier people wouldn’t feel, and has asked her to only check once a month. She continues to check every hour of every day and is forever asking me to google things for her, to check things, to reassure her, and it’s taken over both of our lives.
2 months ago I finally got her into therapy to start dealing with some of her issues and had an appointment with a psychiatrist to review her anxiety medicine, which she has been on for too long and is no longer working. Sadly, after two sessions, Corona virus arrived and her therapy and psychiatrist appointment were both cancelled. She has also found a lot of things (lumps and bumps) that are concerning her, but due to the virus, we can’t go to her specialist, so she has basically become a ball of fear.
The Corona virus has made it even worse. She will not allow me to go shopping, and even throws a fit if I order shopping because “the driver might have it” and “the boxes are contaminated” and “what if the virus has gone through the tin and into my soup”. I have been losing weight, solidly, for a year because the stress of caring (coupled with very bad IBS for me, which I’ve had for 20 years) means I can hardly keep anything down. I can only drink water and have run out several times because she won’t relent on letting me shop, because of the virus. She has me wearing gloves to make her cup of tea, gloves to put her phone on charge, I’m washing my hands like a hundred times a day, we are keeping ourselves in separate rooms and when shopping arrives, I wipe it down with antibacterial wipes, wear gloves and shower once it’s away. She STILL thinks that the virus is in the house.
I am at the end of my tether with it all, because my whole day, from the second my eyes open to the second they close (which isn’t much, 2-3 hours a night) is taken up with worries, questions, symptoms, virus panic etc.
I know that she clearly has some mental issues that need working through with a professional and I am being as caring and sympathetic as I can, but after three and a half years, I am worn down and empty.
Any advice on what I can do to try and make both of our lives even a little better?