My mum has dementia and there is no treatment that can be had...
I visit as much as I can, but the rapid decline is taking a toll on her and my dad..
There are goodish days, bad days and down right horrendous days...
It’s all I can think about, not just for her but my poor dad- I genuinely think they stress is also killing him...
All I want to do is cry the whole time and feel like my heart is breaking...
I have constant guilt that I should not be ‘just getting on’ with my life.... I feel so broken....
I visit as much as I can, but the rapid decline is taking a toll on her and my dad..
There are goodish days, bad days and down right horrendous days...
It’s all I can think about, not just for her but my poor dad- I genuinely think they stress is also killing him...
All I want to do is cry the whole time and feel like my heart is breaking...
I have constant guilt that I should not be ‘just getting on’ with my life.... I feel so broken....