I'm here. I spent this morning trying to find a bed in his care home - none there and they made a request not to bring mum to visit in case she refused to leave.
Then a call to social Services for help who said they might be able to do a care assessment in a month or so. She's low priority because she's self funding- they don't care that I'm not coping and she might be out on her arse if she absconds or gets angry because she thinks we are keeping her from her husband. They won't assess her capacity but they did say I am fine to refuse to take her to him.
I was awake at 5am and took myself off for a swim at 7 to calm down. I discovered that it's possible to cry and swim.
When I got to the care home mum was red eyed with tears and full of remorse. But her story of what happened yesterday didn't match what actually happened. She didn't demand to be taken to see him and I didn't mention it.
The home have said she can stay (thank god) and we talked about some strategies to deal with her demands to call him all the time.
I took mum out for lunch and bumped into my lovely ex who joined us for coffee- it was all very civilised. She returned for a quiz and I left her happy. But they called later to say she was back on her obsession about not knowing where he is and needing to be with him- they managed it and she was calm again.
I'm not going there tomorrow, I'll visit on Sunday to take her to church (I may sit outside with a fag (I don't even smoke) but I hope the church might rally round her and make her feel welcome and offer her a weekly lift there and back so I don't have to do that every week.
So much better than yesterday- but as I am learning, it's a day by day thing at the moment.
I have to get her a phone so she doesn't keep asking to use the office phone. But she's never been able to use a mobile before. I've ordered one that can only dial four numbers, me, her sister, the home and her husband. It has gps so if she does wander We can find her.
I'm shattered again and would love to have someone to share it all with but I got ghosted by my dp so I dumped him. He finally got in touch pleading melancholy and not wanting his low mood to add to my mother angst. I know it's right to end it but I'm feeling doubly whammied and sad tonight. So I took a Valium I found at the back of my drawer and now I just don't care. :(