DM, probable early onset dementia, age 56; waiting on scans to confirm and stuff although GP and consultants seem pretty convinced .
She needs 24/7 care, she’s having seizures, she’s needing help with all aspects of daily living .
I’ve had no break at all since the 10 March - no more than 20 minutes .
I’m physically and mentally exhausted, I’m crying myself to sleep every night then waking up in the same state the next morning.
two weeks ago I walked out, rang police, threatened suicide and told them I couldn’t do it anymore . SW told me that they’d help - then a week later they told me I probably won’t get any respite until 2023 at the very least . I think they said covid and staffing crisis .
GP said today even if she is diagnosed with Alzheimer’s there’s hardly any help for anyone under 65 .
My relatives are trying exceptionally hard to help which is good .
But I’m exhausted, I’m heartbroken, I’m angry, I miss my mum dreadfully . Im having dreams where she’s back to normal then I wake up and remember and start each day off by crying in the shower . I haven’t got any friends left, I can’t go out even for a walk alone to clear my head as carers are only here maximum 20 minutes.
I can’t keep doing this, I don’t want this anymore - I want to run away and never come back but that would be selfish and it would hurt and frighten my mum .
Surely there must be some help, somewhere, something? I can’t be mum’s carer forever surely? What about my life? There must be something somewhere that I’m missing .
I keep being told in r/l that I’m ‘strong’, but I’m shattered and so close to collapsing some days that I’m clinging on to the counter when standing . This can’t be the only way of sorting this, surely .