I find it hard to talk about what is happening to mum. I either want to cry or feel angry or feel like I'm whinging so I stick my brave face on and carry on. Except I don't carry on. It all goes round and round my head, almost constantly. I struggle to concentrate.
Today was what I call a 'dementia day' for mum. Nothing makes sense to her, everything causes anxiety and frustration. Awful. Lots of random phone calls to me at work. Glances from work colleagues. I just wanted to cry. I managed not to but did blurt out to a colleague about how awful things are on a bad day and how emotionally drained I feel (I know others heard too). She didn't know what to say. I understand that. I just needed to offload.
I usually come here to air my feelings because I know you all understand. I don't know if I felt better or worse afterwards! Some things sound odd if you've never experienced it.
Today was what I call a 'dementia day' for mum. Nothing makes sense to her, everything causes anxiety and frustration. Awful. Lots of random phone calls to me at work. Glances from work colleagues. I just wanted to cry. I managed not to but did blurt out to a colleague about how awful things are on a bad day and how emotionally drained I feel (I know others heard too). She didn't know what to say. I understand that. I just needed to offload.
I usually come here to air my feelings because I know you all understand. I don't know if I felt better or worse afterwards! Some things sound odd if you've never experienced it.