My text to my mum. She’s dad’s carer and he is immobile (hoist transfers) and doubly incontinent. He’s about to be discharged after his second hospital stay - a month this time, 2 months time before.
“Hi mama. No need to reply and I know we’re talking 10am tomorrow. I just wanted to say I hope you’re not thinking that I’m trying to ship dad off. I’m just really concerned that doing the nights is going to take out the both of you. I know it’s horribly inevitable that dad has a hard time now but I don’t want you being totally burned out. This is the bit when it gets really hard….
I want so much for dad that he has his own chair and his cricket and his whisky and his own house. But if we consider other options, it’s possible that he can watch his cricket in a nice room (with the occasional 🥃!) and you can be his wife, not a burned out carer.
I know it must be impossible to consider and I admit I will have no way of knowing what it must feel like after X years of marriage (and a societal expectation that you put every person ahead of you!) but it wasn’t outside the realm of possibility this might happen some day and you have been such an amazing wife for so long for him. You’ve done an incredible job looking after him yourself for so long, and saying that things are too much now is NOT a failing. If you reckon you’re up for all of that I’m of course happy to support you in it but I don’t know a single person who could have carried as much as you have for as long as you have. It’s ok to say this is too much.
I love you and I’ll support any decision you and dad make but I don’t want X to kill both my parents. Sorry if that’s a bit OTT, but I know it’s going to take one of them (directly or indirectly). I don’t want it to take you too.
I love you to bits and will support whatever you both decide I just have been thinking about next steps today so wanted to write them down. We (Dsis, DBil, me and DH, and your millions of pals!) are all here to support you both xxxxx”
Worried I’ve overstepped as it’s the first time we’ve opened the conversation about dad going into residential care.
argh. Please tell me I’ve not done the wrong thing. Mum is 66. Dad is 73 and has been ill for 20 years.