Evening ,
It's so stupid but I knew becoming a full time carer to my husband would be hard but I never imagined it would be this hard.
The MND is ravaging him, seeing him fight for every word, every movement unaided is brutal. Seeing his frustration at not being in control of his body is truly devastating. His silence kills me. I miss his laugh. I miss us talking about random shit. I try to talk but one way conversation is hard.
I naively thought we would have more time before it got this bad.
Fuck MND!
I am exhausted, we are not at the point of needing carers but I have no support in his daily care. Everyone who is able to help works full time. And I can't ask them to stop work.
Im exhausted making all the decisions all.of the time.
Sorry I just needed a vent. I will give my head a wobble and pull my big girl pants on and get on with it.
Thanks
Giddy