My 69yr old husband went into residential care on Monday. I've known for the last 6 months that it was inevitable as he has no quality of life and is becoming more difficult to look after 24/7. I'm sure I have no need to go into details. I thought it would be December before he had to go into care but it seem his brain took another jump into oblivion sooner than expected. I'm really writing for me. I feel so bad, not about him being in care because it is the best place for him but the loss of his physical presence in the house, cooking all his favourite meals and cakes Walking him to the cafe for bacon rolls or cake. I never expected to feel this bad because I'm a very practical and logical person. Last time I felt this bad was when my first husband of 35years died. I've only been married this time for 6 years so the grief I feel at the moment is confusing. I feel like he has died because I know his phyical presence will never come home again. I know the man I met and married has long gone. He bears no resemblance to the big healthy funny person he was. He is virtually non verbal. Just sitting in his chair all day or pacing back and forth all night just checking he will say.
I can visit him in 14 days this is to allow him to adjust and settle into new routines. So why does it hurt so much I've been crying for 4 days now. I tell myself its guilt I should have done more shouted less been kinder but my lifes philosphy has been do the best you can with the information you have and you should never have any regrets. I'm just wandering about the house wondering what to do with all the time I have now. I've washed all his clothes because he was putting dirty clothes back in drawers and wardrobes I've scrubbed his bathroom top to bottom just to keep busy. I'm just so so sad
I can visit him in 14 days this is to allow him to adjust and settle into new routines. So why does it hurt so much I've been crying for 4 days now. I tell myself its guilt I should have done more shouted less been kinder but my lifes philosphy has been do the best you can with the information you have and you should never have any regrets. I'm just wandering about the house wondering what to do with all the time I have now. I've washed all his clothes because he was putting dirty clothes back in drawers and wardrobes I've scrubbed his bathroom top to bottom just to keep busy. I'm just so so sad