Hi All. Haven't posted for a while as have been busy and it's been same old, same old on the parents front.
Yolo I'm sorry you've been having such a stressful time but glad it all seems to be coming together and thlpl there's a plan of action now for your DH. I do hope you manage to get some quiet time together before his surgery.
Rosa I hear you re mental load. I'm not really 'doing' a lot in practical terms but when it comes to communication and just worrying about everything it's a struggle.
I'm dealing with a really tricky dichotomy of when I try to be proactive they won't engage, and when I take a step back mum throws an almighty tantrum, accuses me of not caring and makes veiled threats to disinherit me.
I called her on Sunday (having spent the evening round there the night before) to let her know I was having a day off social media and to call me on the house phone if she needed me (she will often message on FB and wonder why I don't read it/reply immediately even if I'm online). She took that as 'I'm doing my own thing which is more important than you so don't contact me'...cue lengthy passive aggressive email.
Ended up feeling obliged to go round for a couple of hours yesterday and will drop in again tomorrow. Every other day seems to be the minimum I can get away with whenim not working.
Dad's weight has dropped below 9st and we are awaiting a raft of blood tests. He's constantly complaining of feeling unwell and anxious and is catastrophically depressed, but just can't/won't engage with any suggestions to improve things.
Mum is worried sick about him, and although she has always been capable practically I think she just wants someone for moral support. She often complains that she doesn't know what to do about xyz when it's actually as simple as making a phone call. Her decision making ability seems to be rapidly going down the pan, and having to try and explain even the simplest things multiple times because of her lack of hearing/comprehension is exhausting and frustrating. It's like we're living in two completely different worlds so it's really hard to have a conversation about anythjng general/abstract.
On the upside, she's moved her heart test appointments from this week so notwithstanding the twice daily phone calls and visiting every other day I do have a bit more time to myself.
My counselling sessions finished last week but I've realised as a result them I need to get back in touch with my creative side. I've started writing again and am off to Brighton Pavilion sometime this week to research the story I'm working on. I'm also doing a sketchbook project over the summer for submission to be considered for an exhibition at a local gallery in the autumn.
I've booked myself on a pottery course over the summer hols too and am off out for lunch and pictures today, and have a couple of upcoming days out in London. Absolutely dreading telling mum about those after the meltdown last time but tickets are booked so will have to put my big girls pants on!