Hello all - hope someone will be able to offer some words of wisdom, I've come to love the MN community over the past year so would very much appreciate your views.
My Mum (62) is an only child. Her mother (Nan)(88) lives about 250 miles away int he town where she has always lived. She's been widowed for 20 years and all that time has lived in a warden-controlled flat. Two of her sisters live within streets of her.
Nan calls my Mum several times a day. Mum went on holiday for ten days last month (not been for 2 years, not a common occurrence) but called Nan every day and wrote to her every day so she'd have a stream of letters. Mum got back to a torrent of abuse from Nan and her sisters asking where she'd been, why she wasn't immediately going to see Nan on her return.
Nan is old. But she isn't unwell otherwise. She's a "frequent flyer" with medical depts nearby though they continually fail to find anything wrong with her. She wants Mum to be there to bring her cups of tea and basically run around after her, she doesn't seem remotely interested in actually seeing her for herself, and has no concept of Mum deserving a life for herself. Mum's still working (as a supply teacher, but income is needed) and also wants to see her grandchildren (my sister's, and mine-to-be in September). Mum ends up feeling that she can do nothing right for Nan, that nothing will be good enough but that the pressure she is under to do something is becoming unbearable.
Nan has lived in Swansea all her life. Although she claims to have no friends, there are various people (that she calls Mrs...) popping in and out in the day. Her sisters are nearby, though they tend to wind her up by telling her constantly how their families are close by and how they get to see them daily. (Nan has also been awful and demanding to them so the fault is on both sides that this relationship isn't more supportive).
Is there anything I can do/say/suggest to stop my Mum sinking under the weight of this pressure? I don't think there's a way she can escape it, I just wish I could help her handle it better and not let the guilt rot her away until she's old and bitter and just like Nan.
(We have a family joke that Nan will outlive us all - her mother lived until she was 96 so it isn't that much of a joke any more.)
Sorry for waffling & hope I haven't missed anything key.