It seems the more my mum deteriorates and need her family more, the less they are there.
When mum was first diagnosed dementia/alzheimer's I understood that much would fall on me being the only girl amongst a handful of brothers. Even though just 1 brother and I cared for my housebound disabled dad for over twenty years before he passed.
When mums diagnosis came, never did I expect all the 'other stuff ' to xomw with it though. From major disputes with her partner, to being expected to sort absolutely everything!
Yesterday one brother popped in, made himself a coffee and went to join mum sat in sun in back garden for half hour. As he left I was still brushing the front garden, sweat dripping down my back he recommended I could do with a stiffer brush.
I know these last few weeks things have taken there toll on me, from family disputes, to clearing out, making safe and organising an entire makeover of mums house, never ending phone calls and mountains of other new responsibilities. The one thing I've learned is that , presently caring for mum is not a problem, it's every other aspect of being overwhelmed daily by new problems to solve that family could actually help with.
My son has been an absolute godsend, he graduated this week and will be starting work soon where he will be home weekends only, he idolises mum and has worked day in day out for over a month in mums, once he's out of reach I expect I'll feel more overwhelmed as my brothers think I'm superwoman.