Hi everyone
It’s 01.29am, and I’m on here writing this, because I’m wound up like a coil and I cant get to sleep, all because my mother is playing silly games tonight, refusing point blank to go to bed, refusing my help, and then violently attacking me by digging her nails into my skin, when I put my hands on her, she’s convinced herself that it’s day time, (it’s not) and she’s waiting for a taxi to arrive to take her home to Harrow, ( we live in Dorset) nothing I say or do in that type of situation is good enough, all the while I’m biting my lip very hard I hasten to add, and I’m trying extremely hard not to lose it, even when she got to the point, where she flung herself on the floor and she’s shouting for help, as I’m standing there, looking down and thinking ***! it looks like I’ve snapped and I’ve put her on the floor, ( I haven’t) ( does/has anyone experienced this) so she didn’t have to do what I wanted her to do, which is go to bloody bed, she’s had her meds, they’ll click in soon and she’ll be drowsy, which may result in injuries, if she’s walking and wandering about in the dark.
I’m so sorry sorry for the rant, but I’m not in the financial position to put her into a much needed home, I can’t even afford respite, which costs the earth in Dorset, second expensive county to London for elderly health care costs, thanks very much, if I could tho, I would, in a heart beat, after 4 years of doing this .... I’ve had enough and I’m ready to throw in the towel, but it’s not that easy, and it’s impossible for me to do so, ( I’ve looked intensely into it) and financially, I’m screwed! Even the social workers can’t offer me an alternative, so I’m stuck.
I’m just so sick of this **** day in day out, week after week, month after month, I’m at the end of my tether, and sometimes I feel, like I actually hate her, the person she’s become, all down to good ole dementia, it sucks... sometimes I really resent her, and I can’t stand her, and I never ever thought I’d be feeling like that about my mother.
It’s 01.29am, and I’m on here writing this, because I’m wound up like a coil and I cant get to sleep, all because my mother is playing silly games tonight, refusing point blank to go to bed, refusing my help, and then violently attacking me by digging her nails into my skin, when I put my hands on her, she’s convinced herself that it’s day time, (it’s not) and she’s waiting for a taxi to arrive to take her home to Harrow, ( we live in Dorset) nothing I say or do in that type of situation is good enough, all the while I’m biting my lip very hard I hasten to add, and I’m trying extremely hard not to lose it, even when she got to the point, where she flung herself on the floor and she’s shouting for help, as I’m standing there, looking down and thinking ***! it looks like I’ve snapped and I’ve put her on the floor, ( I haven’t) ( does/has anyone experienced this) so she didn’t have to do what I wanted her to do, which is go to bloody bed, she’s had her meds, they’ll click in soon and she’ll be drowsy, which may result in injuries, if she’s walking and wandering about in the dark.
I’m so sorry sorry for the rant, but I’m not in the financial position to put her into a much needed home, I can’t even afford respite, which costs the earth in Dorset, second expensive county to London for elderly health care costs, thanks very much, if I could tho, I would, in a heart beat, after 4 years of doing this .... I’ve had enough and I’m ready to throw in the towel, but it’s not that easy, and it’s impossible for me to do so, ( I’ve looked intensely into it) and financially, I’m screwed! Even the social workers can’t offer me an alternative, so I’m stuck.
I’m just so sick of this **** day in day out, week after week, month after month, I’m at the end of my tether, and sometimes I feel, like I actually hate her, the person she’s become, all down to good ole dementia, it sucks... sometimes I really resent her, and I can’t stand her, and I never ever thought I’d be feeling like that about my mother.