I am exhausted. Physically and mentally done. I’m hoping to get more help soon (please!) But as it stands, I’m here, on my own dealing with things as my life seems to implode.
Things were going well for the most part today. Started off a little shaky and slow, but yes, it wasn’t too bad, dementia wise. Right now is another story. We’ve been sitting in the lounge for a while, eating and watching telly. “I want to go home” is the usual cry, and it’s happening again. No matter what I try; reasoning (usually a bad idea, but sometimes she gets it), distracting, talking things through, asking questions… Nothing is working tonight. Mums also now refusing to take her nightly pills, because “there’s no point.” and refusing to go to bed.
Mum’s well hydrated and has been eating, so I know it’s not that. She is very tired however, which I think is the problem. It usually stems from a need for the loo, hunger, feeling cold, or tiredness. Any suggestions welcome at this point, as I’m like the walking dead.
Oh. And it’s my birthday tomorrow. My fiancé remembered. My family? Not so much. It absolutely broke my heart when mum said to me earlier that she realised it was my birthday, and she hadn’t got me anything. She was really upset, and I felt so bad for her. I said as much in the family group chat, and my brother called… He hadn’t realised. I don’t feel bad for me in that respect; but I do feel bad for my mum. Great that she realised it was me, and it was my birthday, but… Yeah.
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