Really tearful today. Just exhausted by OH. Feel like he is wearing me away more every day. Not so much by physical demands, but the endless repetitive questions, the constant coming to sit wherever I am ( I do some paid work from home) , regularly forgetting who I am... and getting really angry if he sees me upset. Have seen other threads where other carers note how everyone seems to forget how they too feel... just assume you can cope. Can see from threads how much worse this can get and not sure I can even do it now. OH been unwell more than a year or so but wasn't bad until this last year when a hip fracture led to post-op delirium and rapid progression of symptoms with nearly 2 months in bed with carers essential to have here all the time ( self-funded). Since early November just us two here and I can leave alone for short periods... So I can shop, but he usually tells me if I am out he will go out too and I have come home to find him on the pavement or having knocked on neighbour's door and asked if they know where I am! OH doesn't want any carers here again. Seems to think unnecessary as I don't do much anyway! So, helping with dressing,showering, doing all household stuff, all financial stuff, organising all medications and appointments, taking everywhere, daily walk round block to keep mobility, emptying commode most days, handling continence issues ( like clothes changes when needed) ... Oh, and organising all entertainment as can't use TV remote or turn on radio. That's nothing? On top of that feel like we never have any fun. It's all about the illness now. Rarely have decent conversations Even if we got a carer in for a few hours, nowhere to go anyway in this Covid world. Sorry, but feeling really fed up. But what are the options? We had an AZ support lady come once 6 months ago mostly to help us claim attendance allowance. Care home? OH has capacity ( I do have LPA) but would refuse to pay fees ( he has enough to begin with).
Apologies for rant. Like many, think I post when we have a bad day... trouble is, that's most of them nowadays... my lovely fit OH of over 45 years has turned into an angry, complaining, bewildered man who has often forgotten our past. And I feel like I am betraying him if I say anything, even here, and then feeble fit not bring a wife who can handle this. Love is love... or should be.
Apologies for rant. Like many, think I post when we have a bad day... trouble is, that's most of them nowadays... my lovely fit OH of over 45 years has turned into an angry, complaining, bewildered man who has often forgotten our past. And I feel like I am betraying him if I say anything, even here, and then feeble fit not bring a wife who can handle this. Love is love... or should be.