Hello Everyone.
I just wanted to come on and say thank you to you all. You have created such a wonderful space to share your stories that have made me laugh and cry in equal measure, and feel not so alone. And also made me realise that I'm not an awful person for having the thoughts and feelings that i do in this terrible situation.
Mum was diagnosed with Alzheimer's around a year ago after i noticed some behavior changes and memory issues. At first i put it down to bad hearing and perhaps missing parts of the conversation, so we had hearing aids fitted, but it made little difference.
I have been caring for Mum since the start of Covid when she was told to stay indoors due to having COPD. I took over the shopping and paying bills. I think over this time as she stopped doing things for herself and walking anywhere it sped the decline in her lungs and in her mental function. By the time Covid was over, she was stuck in the house, not confident to go out on her own, and by that point with her breathing i think it was just easier to rely on me to do things, so it gradually progressed, to popping in every other day, to where we are now.
Mums COPD seems to be stable, but now even getting dressed is exhausting for her.
She is on water tablets due to the swelling on her legs, but this is due to lack of movement rather than Heart problems.
Her appetite is nearly non existent and her weight is down from 8.7 for 5.9stone, at 4ft 10.
She gets very upset at how tired she is, but cant seem to connect that as her body is struggling to breath it is using more energy and she is effectively starving herself so of course she is tired. Its like she is stuck on this hellish merry go round.
The Alzheimer's is at a moderate stage, but it seems like every couple of weeks there is a little step down. Im going in everyday after work to prepare dinner, clean and do washing ( not that there is a lot of it, as she wont put on clothes preferring to stay in pajamas). I phone multiple times a day to check in and make sure she is using her puffer etc. I feel like i am drowning. I'm a single parent to a teenager who is going trough his GCSE year.
I feel like i am just doing a shit job with everything, Mum hates that i don't spend more time with her, especially at the weekend. I don't get in before 7.30 pm each night, so my teen is on his own until then so his school work is slipping. I am out of the house by 7 in the morning, i am putting off doing courses i have do do for my job and seem to spend more time sorting out prescriptions, doctors, bills. I have stopped taking my own medication as it wears me out and i need hospital monitoring while i am on it and i just cant take anymore time off work for these appointments, when i am already pushing it with the time off i have to take to run mum everywhere.
Mums Doctor has recently put her on a respect plan, and has marked her as palliative care only. I feel so overwhelmed. i hate that the person i am talking to is not my mum anymore. This person is so inward in herself that there is no thought for anyone, it is the same conversation over and over again.
I feel like the worst person in the world, but i felt relief when the doctor said that they did not think there were certain situations where they would try to prolong her life for. I sit and look at the steriod inhalers, flu jabs, covid jabs and just think why? If she is going to die, isn't it better for her body to go while some of her mind is still there? I have stopped begging her to eat, i get myself to the point of tears, and she is not going to remember it anyway.
I feel like i am in limbo. My son and i are still waiting to do are holiday we put off in 2020 as there is no way mum could cope on her own. I feel like i am robbing my Son of the last part of his teen years to keep mum going. It is no life for any of us, but people look at you like your crazy.. i mean how can you want your own mum, your bestfriend to die? Its because i want her to die while there is still something of her left, i don't want her alone and scared in a home her body being kept alive and not being able to do anything for herself. but most people just don't understand it.
God this has been like a word vomit of everything my brain has been wanting to say, but can't. It has been like a typing version of screaming into a pillow.
Sorry to have droned on, just needed to get this out, and say thank you and big hugs to all of us who lay awake at night not being able to stop our heads from spinning in the dark