I know I need to zip up my (wo)man suit about this, but the zip seems stuck...
Dad has fast moving dementia and we are at the point where he needs to go into a nursing home. Mum can't look after him any more, even with lots of help. She's a very fit 80 but just can't do the nighttimes. Dad is constantly distressed as well as incontinent and immobile. I live close enough to go round every day, but its not enough. Pre covid it would have been an easier decision, but now, with restricted visits its going to be horrible.
Today I need to start booking appointments and getting on lists.
I'm so desperately sad for Dad (and Mum). They've been difficult characters throughout their lives, wrought by childhood experiences I think, and our relationships have sometimes been rocky. I've sometimes had to grit to my teeth and be nice in the face of nonsense, but all that is melting away now and I'm just so sad.