Dammed if you do & dammed if you don't! I really don't know what to do anymore, I'm trying to do the right thing for my mum, but it's just not enough anymore. 20 minutes ago I spent an hour cleaning poop off everything including my mother who was covered head to toe in it, the walls the floor, the clothes, the shower and mats everything was covered, I'm not kidding and oh my god the smell On Thursday she moved in to mine, she was in council owned sheltered ACCOM but it wasn't working out, she was going missing a lot, I was getting phone calls at 3.30 am from lifeline informing me she's gone missing, then a mad dash into Poole quay at 4am to try and find my mum, who I found at 4.27am in her nighty and dressing gown 2 days before New Year's Eve, totally lights on no one home, I was going back and forward all times of the day and night like a headless chicken since end of November 2014, I had enough, and so has mum, she was begging me to take her in, telling me she wanted to live with me as she wasn't doing very well on her own, and she wanted to live with her daughter. The thing is she was telling the SW's the opposite that she wanted to stay in her home, but what they don't understand is home to mum is my childhood home and not the SH flat, so now I have the SW's on my back thinking I have forced my mother into my home, when I haven't, they say she's a vulnerable adult and this is suspicious. Earlier on she was saying how happy she was and that it wasn't as bad as she thought, and she wants to be with us, then tonight she said she hated it and wanted to go home, while sitting in a load of poop in her pants. I looked into homes and I was knocked down pretty quickly by mum's SW because every care home I mentioned it was either that's not suitable or that home won't have the restraints needed, and she mentioned a care home in Swanage, which is 30 miles away, then 24/7 warden controlled was looked into but it didn't arise as it takes too long don't it, so something needed to be done, and mum kept telling me she wanted to live with me, so on the 1st Jan I gave 4 weeks notice on the flat, for the last two or three weeks me and my husband have worked like dogs trying to get our house ready for mum, and tonight she said she hates it and never wanted to be here. I am so bloody miserable, I feel so alone, i really hate this, I feel my life isn't my own anymore, I really don't know what to do anymore, if I tell all this to the SW's they will love this and it will be like I told you so etc etc. But Tomorrow is a different day and she'll be different again, very changeable.