Not sure what I want from a thread but I’m just at a loss.
MIL is 92 and has osteoporosis. She lives independently with morning carers. We do her shopping, medication etc.
She has deteriorated massively in the last 2 days. She called at 8 last night to say she hadn’t eaten all day. We arrived to find her bent double in the chair. She can barely hold herself up and now has pain in both hips. She can’t stand or walk. I’m waiting for a 999 clinician to call back.
I stayed last night but she slept through. Woke up to a wet bed. Carer came in this morning and we have got her into some pads and in a chair and now she is fast asleep again.
It’s so depressing. I honestly wonder what is the point of living like this. She’s so worn down. She hasn’t left the house in months. Most of her friends have died.
I am not religious but I have to admit that, in the night, I asked the universe to take her somewhere where she could be healthy and comfortable and not wallowing in misery waiting to die.
Sorry if that’s harsh and awful. I love her to bits and hate seeing her like this.