Long story....I am 37, when I was 9 yes 9 my mother got up one day from the Sunday dinner table and started screaching that she was going to die (when you are 9 you believe these things) this was the start of years of joy and fun.
Mum and dad were seperated (he liked drink more then family) we lived with her mother (who most days was a cow).
So at 9 years old I got to be the parent, it was endless panic attacks, trips to the hospital (where mum was branded a hospital hopper) nights awake making sure she did not hurt herself (or us) pills pills and more pills a stay in the local mental hospital (me and my 5 year old sister were taken to visit (oh the happy memories) and all the time my mother convinced there was nothing wrong in her head, as far as she was concerned she was really ill and going to die.
She tryed to harm sister and me, we almost got taken in to care, school suffered as she would not leave the house, (I did not go to school from the age of 12).
All the time my nan got harder and harder and my mothers siblins never stepped in to help.
So mum gets pills that seem to work a bit but she has never been 100% she has gone off the deep end many times since (we see it coming she never does) when nan died (bit of a blessing cause the viotent rows stopped) mum would walk the streets half dressed, bother the neighbours, phone me at 3am demanding to be taken to the hospital.
It put huge strain on my marriage, and my own health, my sister moved home to be with mum (who will not even sleep in a house on her own) sisters own marraige broke down.
So now mums Dr a locum from god knows where wants to take her off her pills (28 years on) mum is on a down ward tilt again, he wants to pu t her in to rehab, will take 5 years (joy she will be 70 by then) and mum is off again, she wont go upstairs, she sleeps in a chair, and is "dying" all over again.
I feel so so sorry for my sister being there and dealing with it, but I live 20 miles away, don't drive and have 2 children.
Sis called me at 6am saying she was at the hospital with mum who was "having a mad spell" she said was a heart attack (again).
My mother is not phycicaly ill in the least, apart from dibetis (but she eats chocolate for breakfast and will not take the pills she has been given) so when she has a "real" illness she don't want to know and will not do anything to help herself.
Sorry if this has been long and sorry if I sound resentful, I am, I want it all to go away, I love my mum and when she is on a even keel she is great, but I have 2 children ones I chose to have I do not want a 3rd, I do not want to have to be her parent all over again.
Can a GP refuse to treat you unless you agree to go to rehab? this is what hers has said!
If you got this far, thanks