Sorry I just need to offload so I can keep the smile in place. So before anyone says I'm a bitch or whatever I'm venting here so I can stay lovely to her.
MIL has dementia. We are waiting for a reassement as she has gotten significantly worse. I'm talking not recogising her granddaughter, asking how I know her son, telling me she used to have a son called xxx but she doesn't know what happened to him worse.
We have her to stay this weekend as her daughter who does most care (lives over the street from her) needed a weekend off and I had stuff already in the diary so we brought her here. I also want my DH to see just how bad she is.
Yesterday she arrives and doesn't recognize me or DD. Had a very pleasant chat about people I may know. I went to my work night out and she pulled down a curtain pole (DH was with her). I got home to find her in her underwear and coat telling us she was off for the bus home. Managed to get her to bed and she was up several times in the night.
Today she has shouted and sworn, accused me of stealing her pen (which she lost years ago), stolen 2 inhalers of mine and generally been Fucking unbearable. DD is hiding in her bedroom, DH is still trying to be in denial and I'm halfway down a bottle of wine before I scream.
I understand it is her condition and not her fault. I'm actually angry that the NHS refuse to see her for 6 months and social services refuse to do an assessment. I'm furious that her children won't go private to get the care she needs (it would be tight but we could do it). Mostly I'm Fucking angry that no one will accept that she needs help and extra care. I'm pissed off that I'm being forced to be the bad guy forcing the issue by refusing to have her to stay again because of the impact on my daughter.
I Fucking hate Dementia.