Flame me - I know I deserve it, but both my sister and I are been pushed to the limit by her.
She’s in her own bubble, expecting me and dsis to be able to run about at the drop of a hat. I dread her ringing or having to ring her. It’s all about how she feels, how dads behaviour has upset her, and how much she misses him how upset she is about it all.......and then repeats it over and over. I have tried to mention how much I am hurting about it all but in her mind no one hurts as much as she is, and she either dismisses or ignores our hurt, as if we have no right to grieve, and it’s more important in her mind to continually go on about her hurt which feels like a knife being twisted.
Both my sister and I work 30 miles away from where dad is so we can only get to see him at a weekend but all we get is ‘if you’re on your way up can you call at....which has meant some weekends I have see dad 10 minutes maximum.
Me and mum had a massive showdown the other week - she stays at my house one weekend and my sisters the next and expects one of us to do a 20 mile round trip to take her there - fine, no problem, but then expects the other sister to do the return journey traveling 20 miles to take her half a mile home as the buses don’t run on a Sunday, and when we said ‘enough’ and insisted she got a taxi her behaviour was abhorrent - finding ways to snipe until when she realised no one was going to argue with her found a minor reason and then just started on me for 10 minutes or so, and then when DP came in started again telling him to have a go at me for my (in her eyes) failing.
Then At the care meetings with the Nursing and Social worker she kept going on about how well he’s eating - only he’s not, he’s skin and bone, and losing weight, but it’s more important to her that she says that he’s eating more (but it’s not more, it’s just more varied).
We have tried to get her counselling to come to terms with it all but the Alzheimer’s Society when we asked said they were more for support of people at home and not in nursing homes (there’s no way dad could return home).
I know I am lucky to have a supportive sister, but it’s not dad that is causing the issues, it’s mum. All my hurt and pain I am feeling feels as if it’s being sidelined, as if my pain is invalid and I am only his daughter. And it is relentless. And I am hurting.