Sometimes, just one more thing on top of everything, will really make me distressed. On top of the family bereavments, trying to hold down a full time job and supporting mum at distance, complaining to services about the lack of services, carers leaving mum in the bath, different carers coming in, people not respecting that people living with Alzheimers need extra time and so on today was my last straw, that broke me down. I am trying to ensure mum gets chiropody, and have used up all my leave for other appointments etc. After several failed appointments, a local service providing 'outreach' to encourage mum to go out, said they would organise and take her - her toenails are around 2-3 inches long. I now find out that they did not leave enough time to take her as she mislaid her keys for 10 minutes, so they were late. The NHS chiropody service would not see her. She can hardly walk and so the 'outreach' worker just accepted it. So my almost 80 year old mother was made to walk to this clinic and be humiliated at the end of it - and had to walk back. I have to get her organised for her grandaughters wedding on Saturday week (18 months ago her mum, my sister, died, so it's all very poignant) I've been supporting mum with daily calls to remind her to take her tablets (carers always too late) and trying to support her through her bereavement - no time for my own. Todays news was just too much to bear....oh well, I just need to get some sleep, and things will be back to 'normal' tomorrow. I'll have to start complaining again!