We look after my elderly grandma. She lives 40 miles away from us (me, my family and my parents), my aunt lives 30 miles in the opposite direction.
Between us we take turns to look out for her, she has a visit from one of us every day, we call her every day. She's 94 and in ok physical health, but her mental health is poor. She inagines objects coming to life and gets horribly angry when no-one believes her. She regularly phones the police and the fire brigade and the army because her toilet is "thumping around upstairs", I can't even explain its so totally bonkers. Her boiler was "shouting" at her so the gas board came out in the middle of the night assuming there was a fault and turned off the gas to her whole block of houses until they could investigate. We've had all sorts of medical interventions and they have diagnosed her with some sort of psychosis but unfortunately she's too weak to tolerate any medication, it completely knocks her out. She is blissfully unaware that she is behaving like this, if she knew she would be so upset and embarrassed, she would be really distressed if she knew. Like so many other older people with dementia or similar.
Anyway, until lockdown we were muddling along okay, taking it in turns to look after her, she had clubs to go to, visitors popping in. It was okay.
Since lockdown my aunt has not done anything for her, hasn't even visited. My parents have moved into a holiday flat they own just round the corner from her so they can look after her. We haven't seen them since early March. I haven't visited, I have 3 kids at home, a dh who cares for his own elderly parents who have lots of carers and medical people coming in and out, so I have stayed away from grandma even though I could probably claim to be caring, since I did it regularly before.
So my parents, late 60s and in ok but not great health have been caring for her alone since March. They are exhausted. Because all her regular activities and visitors are cancelled her mental health has declined. Her conversations with inanimate objects are constant, when I call her we have a 3-way conversation between me, her and the hoover. Honestly, if you didn't laugh you'd cry. She's phoned the police nearly every day this week, fire brigade have been out once already and it's only Wednesday. They know her, they don't mind, they're obviously not busy.
I am just so sad for my poor old dad. He is run ragged caring for her, he is beside himself with anxiety that she will catch covid, he hasn't taken a minute for himself. My mum too, but she handles it better. Dad won't let me go and see her which is probably wise.
I honestly wish Grandma would just go to sleep and pass quietly in her bed, I do. She is not having a good life, my parents are having a terrible life. She has refused any residential care and dad refuses to force her, which is understandable right now.
But sometimes I just think that my lovely dad, who could have 10, 15, 20 years ahead of him is going to die of a heart attack or stress and my grandma, who has lived a good long life will still be there yelling at her kettle and will then need to go into a home. She's had her life and now she's stopping him having his. I just have these completely irrational feelings of anger towards her and I'm so upset with myself. Really I should be angry with my dad who is insisting on taking all the burden on himself but I can't feel angry with him, just her, when it is not her fault at all.
I love her, I've shared her care for years, I didn't mind. But now it's all just awful. She has lived too long. She's not having a good life. I want to cry at the thought of going back to caring for her again, but as soon as I safely can I will to save my parents. I can't imagine day care centres and lunch clubs for elderly people will be high on the list of places opening any time soon to occupy her during the day.
So there we are, would never ever say these things to anyone, I know they're unfair and horrible. Things will get back to some sort of normal again I know, and it will all be okay. But right now it's really hard. I don't even want to phone her tonight and listen to her go on and on. But I will. So I can't be a truly terrible person, right?