I visit hubby in care home most days - mostly he does not know who I am, keeps asking "what did you say your name was", conversation non-existent and yet carers tell me he is such a lovely man who is very chatty when they are getting him washed and dressed in the morning. Similarly at bedtime they have "lovely chats".
Although I have heard this mentioned by others, visiting is very hard for me. This strange life in which I am in limbo is something other people do not understand - Oh you still have each other they say - how little they know of the loneliness of living like this. Relatives and (former) friends back off and it's only on TP that we can expect understanding.
Sorry but I am feeling particularly down at the moment so thank you for reading this - it helps to have support from TP.
Bless you x
Although I have heard this mentioned by others, visiting is very hard for me. This strange life in which I am in limbo is something other people do not understand - Oh you still have each other they say - how little they know of the loneliness of living like this. Relatives and (former) friends back off and it's only on TP that we can expect understanding.
Sorry but I am feeling particularly down at the moment so thank you for reading this - it helps to have support from TP.
Bless you x