8.2 this a.m.!
Where do I start?
Mrs L has an Infection. The antibiotics are slowly working.
However, the last couple of days, it has been absolute nightmare.
Mrs L has been talking gibberish in a dialect that no one understands or comprehends. And it is insistent, my days have been used up as a personal servant or more likely a slave.
We had the mental health practitioner here twice in two days, as Mrs L was totally unreasonable, because the infection has an impact on her memory and the mood swings.
We are waiting to see if the infection has cleared and go from there.
I have begged for more help, but it will be slow in coming, if at all.
Have a doctor's phone call yesterday for myself and have a face to face appointment in a couple of weeks concentrating on my overall health and if I have had any appointments for the mental health.
The drugs are working, my anxiety has clearly abated and I'm not as angry and frustrated as I was.
I still feel really depressed. It is horrible. I'm in tears when I finally get time for myself.
Everyone says I doing great, but it just doesn't feel that way. It's really hard, beyond hard, I have to be there for her. But I don't have much of a life, not even the cricket! Footie days are not a respite.
Even when the carers are here, I'm having to prepare and still do most chores and Mrs L wants and caring. Yes, they help, but I'm still there to ensure it gets done.
Gotta go, tea to prepare (dinner you lot)
Best wishes.
Sorry it's so negative.
No...it's good to get it out and speak...trust me
Mum, when with water infection could barely speak sentences, it was mostly some sort of tongue language none of us could understand...very frustrating for her and us
Hate to say it, but mums infections, while clearing up, did gives us clear indication of where we were headed
Mum barely made sense the last few years, more a sing sing of noise, with brief moments of clarity .
While my points won't help you now, I pray they do over time .
Those moments with Mrs L being clear & sound, I'd respectfully suggest should be grabbed with both hand.
Tell her all you think
How much you love her
How grateful you are for the children
The time you shared together
Tell her everything you would after, now
Truth is that window of her hearing you is closing.
Not what you want to hear I'm sure, and I pray I'm wrong
But, if you feel it, don't wait
Tell her today
Tell her tomorrow
Keep telling her
Don't stop until you know what I mean
Life can be short
Don't leave time for regrets of what we didn't do enough of .
I hold my head up, though I still do wish I'd done better & knew more, for mum
That's where we are at here,
@Lamont D
No point sugar coating it, in your heart.. you know
Enjoy the time still available.
Look after yourself...not just for you , but so you can be there for Mrs L as much as possible.
Time your run, keep enough energy to make a difference
Major respect for how you're coping
OUr prayers and best wishes as a family to you and yours.
Love x