Hello everyone. I think I'm new on this thread. Could possibly have been on previous threads with a different user name but the last 2 years have completely frazzled my brain so it's difficult to know what I have or haven't done tbh! 😑
Like you all, I'm struggling with what has hit us. Very briefly, DM(now 78) diagnosed 2.5 years ago with kidney failure. In hospital, picked up infection and as a consequence is now doubly incontinent and wheelchair/bed bound. DF(81) is carer. We were told she had 3 weeks when they kicked her out of hospital into a care home. And she is still here! They have carers going in 4 x daily to sort DM. I have a male sibling who had a complete tantrum about 18 months ago over some 'slight' my DH made (he didn't) so brother is now NC with our parents and me. He has always been the favourite for DM but has done the square root of sod all, all his life for them.
When DM was diagnosed, my DFIL died too and DMIL is housebound and lives alone so is extremely lonely. My DH has 3 siblings and they all 'do their bit' for their DM. I am not called on to do anything for DMIL.
I work reduced hours, have a wonderful DH, 2 amazing kids. Up until recently, I would go and see my DPs 3 x week and spend 2 hours there each time, sometimes more on a saturday if I take DM out shopping. Since October last year, I've been struggling massively with this and have become very resentful that my whole life seems to be structured around my visits i.e. I'll only see friends/make hair/GP/dentist appointments after work on the days I don't see parents, so I've effectively shut off 2 afternoons a week and Saturdays 9 - 1 or 2pm. I don't have a massive 'commute' to see them; literally 15 mins to drive there. But it's so depressing.
DF has been upbeat up until now and he is now feeling the strain of the day in/day out monotony of it all. I'm encouraging him to accept neighbours/friends offers to sit with DM while he goes off for a cooked breakfast, coffee, gaze out over the cliffs, whatever and he's slowly coming round to the idea that he does need this respite from his responsibilities.
I'm now receiving counselling and have developed boundaries whereby I don't give them fixed visiting days anymore. I tell them that i'll 'see them in the week at some point' but I will always do a saturday morning. I just felt I was on my knees with their needs as well as those of my family (DH in stressful job, DS in Masters year of uni and DD just starting Uni), me being menopausal and having 'empty nest' syndrome - it's all been absolutely SHIT really; on top of my sibling going AWOL and the emotional rollercoaster of the first kind of 12 months whereby we didn't know if DM was going to die or not! The counselling has helped massively though especially when DM starts with the emotional blackmail...'I'd have done it for my mummy'...😖
I don't know why I've decided to type all this out as I'm not sure what I want from it but maybe it's because I've read some of the things you are all going through and I can relate to them, in a small way, and I now don't feel quite so alone in my struggles. Solidarity to you.
I especially relate to @StiffyByngsDogBartholomew and your feelings of just 'FUCK OFF'!!!!! and I don't think I have it half as bad as you.