My poor mum, my best friend is wasting away mentally and physically.
She is 81 but sadly looks so much older. She is bent over with osteoporosis and often in pain, she has glaucoma and cataracts, 6 years in to a Alzheimer's journey (horrible evil disease) and this year was diagnosed with breast cancer which is being treated with medication alone as we agreed with the consultant any other interventions are too much for a dementia patient. She is on lots of medication.
It is so so hard to see her (and my dad) struggling so very much. She is such a great mum, she was always so kind and caring and she was my go-to whenever I needed someone to talk to, we have always been close and always very much alike. Now I can only describe her as my third child, she is very much like a toddler now. The only good thing is she still knows who I am and most days is quite cherry when I am with her.
I go to mum and dad's about 4-5 times a week to help. Yesterday, I took her for her ct scan follow up to check on the bc progress. It was heartbreaking seeing this tiny fail little old lady, my mum, looking so bewildered and frightened whilst the (wonderful and lovely) nurses put her cannula in and all of us trying to explain everything to her knowing full well 5 minutes later she will have forgotten everything and was probably scared although she did so well and never moaned or groaned about anything they had to do to her. I was very proud of her.
But, the stress of it all is taking it's toll on me, I came home and had a terrible tummy later (I have stress induced IBS which has been awful the last 6 years), and felt exhausted. I am 51 and in perimenopuase and have a young adult children still at home and a job looking after a disabled person, my life is all about looking out for other people.
My dh doesn't understand and when I am weeping for my mum he says that it's life and nothing I can do about it. I know that's true but I am a highly sensitive person and an overthinker, he is pragmatic and stoic and when his poor mum passed away 4 years ago from cancer he just got on with things and says thinking about it is a waste of time. We are all different I know but I wish he could see that this is my mum and I had a great friendship with her all my life, I am very slowly and painfully losing not just a parent but a good friend as well.
How do you progress through such a difficult times in your life without it driving you crazy? I have tried some counselling but it wasn't helpful.