We, a couple in our late sixties, are currently caring for our son with significant SEN at home, dealing with the (also significant) care needs of my brother, which I really shouldn't have to worry about considering what I already have on my plate, (and he's my brother! not a parent or a child) and also dealing with my 93 year old fil who cannot walk without assistance and refuses to go into a care home. He has to have incontinence pads because he cannot walk and thus cannot get to the bathroom. He sits in his chair all day because he is immobile. He requires 4 visits a day from privately funded carers (privately funded by us, his family, now that his money has run out) amounting to about 6 hours a day. Social services have assessed him as needing three 20 minute visits a day. What!? To feed him? Shower him? Change his pads? Administer the considerable amount of medication he takes each day? (He wouldn't have the first idea, truly) Cook his meals? ( obvs usually soup and a sandwich, it all takes time). Not to mention who is to do the cleaning and the laundry and the shopping. He does have 3 children and we do share the administrative and financial load, but surely it has to stop before our mental health is totally trashed.
We have saved the government a fucking fortune. Hundreds of thousands of pounds. I mean, let's face it, between son, brother and father in law, more likely many millions of pounds.
This thread has come at a good time for me. I was just about getting to the end of my rope and wondering if I had the guts to put a stop to it all. To tell SS I can't support my brother any more. To withdraw all the cleaning and maintenance and day to day organising of his medical appointments and sorting out his bills and making sure he has clean clothes. It would upset him if I did that. He'd be gutted if I washed my hands of him. And that's what they rely on. Relatives feeling they 'have' to do this whether through love or guilt.
(Although why I do feel guilt I cannot explain)
To withdraw my quarterly blitz of his dirty house. To throw in the towel with fil and say he needs to go into a nursing home and if he or they don't agree then I am well and truly out.
I'm getting old too. My son with SEN us reliant upon me. So is my brother. My fil is reliant upon us both. I have grandchildren too. If I took to heart what I read from some spectacularly entitled daughters on mumsnet who expect a weekly sleep over at least, and how hard life is having to look after your own kids.
"My parents are in their 60s, fit and healthy, they don't seem interested in holidays, all they do is go off and visit my uncle and my granny. They never go off to Paris or Grenada or Spain or Turkey. Totally not interested in travelling anywhere different or interesting. They just always spend their holiday money going back to their hometowns. How really boring are they? So why can't they spend a bit more time looking after my children while I get a break?"
Of course that's not the opinion of my own children. They are well aware
of our lives and stresses and know we give what we can. It's just a snapshot of what I read from mothers on here. It's absolutely lovely being a grandmother.
I love them and am more besotted by them than I was with my own children.
But I'm so much older now and have more worries and responsibilities and less energy. I adore my grandchildren in short bursts. I love them and I would do anything for them. But I want, now I'm nearly 70, to begin to wind down a bit.
I know I've gone on a bit. Sorry for that. But 30 year old mothers have to realise that almost 70 year old grandparents have their limits.
And OP. Stick to your guns. Even if they guilt trip you. Make it clear that your sofa is not an appropriate place for your mother to be cared for. And that you are not going to do the caring.