I have written about my father in a few threads and taken onboard and implemented all the advice given at the time but things just aren't getting any better, in fact they are worse and I (and my sister) just don't know what to do anymore. Every day is a painful ground hog day.
My parents are in their 80's and mum was diagnosed with Alzheimer's 8 years ago. My parents have lived a very good life up till that point, especially my father. They have never had money worries, have been in good health, especially dad - he spent his life in a job he adored and then his retirement on the golf course and riding his motorbike, he had very few responsibilities and I now realise that was simply because mum enabled this, she did everything around the house etc.
When mum was diagnosed in 2018 things weren't too bad for the first few years but as soon as 2020 came and we have the lockdowns every support network shut down and they became quite isolated so luckily, as I live just around the corner from them I stepped up and helped them every day but somehow, little by little I ended up doing everything for them - all mum's health issues were and are still organised and sorted by out me (she also has heart issues and breast cancer so I liaise with hospitals, doctors and sort out medications etc all the time), I was sorting out and doing their washing, changing their beds every week, going round at least 6 days to make sure they were ok. It was quite exhausting especially whilst having young teens at home and dealing with my own health issues.
But somehow I found several years had passed by and as mum's dementia became worse, as it naturally will, I was doing more and more and my dad happily allowing this and not doing much himself (his house is a mess if we don't clean it). My sister would come by a couple of times a week and clean for them but as she works full time she would say she was busy to do any more. I ended up giving up work 18 months ago but it wasn't sustainable as I could not live on carers allowance and the £50 per month my dad was giving me so around 6 months ago I returned to work, got a great team of carers in for mum and I now go to see and help my parents around 3 times a week, I stay for around 4-5 hours each time.
Although my dad hasn't actually said anything to me I know this has thoroughly pissed him off as his attitude changed. He expects family to drop things and help, he tells my sister that I obviously don't like coming to see them as I leave as soon as I can (FFS I am there 3 times a week for 4-5 hours at a time and I am constantly on the phone sorting stuff out for them, is that not enough?). He doesn't care that I am in pain from endometriosis and adenomyosis, suffering from menopausal issues and terrible gut problems - according to him, all my issues are just psychological! He told me this yesterday 'Pfff, there is nothing wrong with you, it's all in your head' - yet he is in tip top condition for an 85 year old and is very lucky to only have a bit of high blood pressure but constantly asks me to google this or that when he thinks he has something very wrong with him (prostrate cancer last month, skin cancer the month before.....).
I totally understand that he is angry and bitter that mum has this awful disease and it has controlled his life and freedom which is exactly the reason why my sister and I do as much as we can for him (sister stepped up recently and goes around 3 times a week too) but his life is a lot better than most of the elderly people I visit as part of my work, many of them are isolated and hardly see family members, my dad never has a day when he doesn't see someone, my sister and I go on alternate days, mum has carers in 3 times a day and mum's best friend and her husband visit every weekend.
Although mum's disease is causing us all such anguish, just watching her slowly dying is breaking me it's my dad's horrible attitude is breaking me and my sister even more, an issue we really don't need on top of this kind of grief. He doesn't see our pain, he tells us that because we aren't with it 24/7 we can walk away from it and forget, if only. He refuses to join any groups or meet up with anyone (although he has fallen out with most of his friends). There are groups in our village but he won't join them or go to any dementia cafes in the area. He has become so stubborn and obtuse and seems dead set on bringing everyone down with him and he has such a vicious tongue. I dread going to my parents these days.
I am sticking to my guns and my boundaries as recommended to me on my previous threads but I am still stuck in this miserable situation and feel at 53 my life is over too, it feels never ending and constantly going round in circles.
I don't even know why I am starting another thread about this, I suppose just hoping there are people who can understand because none of my friends do, they have either lost a parent from a quick disease or they have parents still well and active.
I thoroughly hate dementia and everything it does to families.