My mum is 68 and my dad is 66. We have never been "close" but I love them both so very much.
Dad had a heart attack 2 years ago and now cares for mum the best he can.
The house is filthy and dad's cooking skills run to microwave meals and take aways. He has finally admitted to me that mum is "not well". She cannot wash up, make a cup of tea and I don't think she remembers how to read. Yet dad insists this is just old age and is very politely telling me to "butt out". My mum's brother has finally called me and said I need to do something.
So I am. Cleaning the house is the easy part - addressing the rest of it is harder than it should be.
Dad had a heart attack 2 years ago and now cares for mum the best he can.
The house is filthy and dad's cooking skills run to microwave meals and take aways. He has finally admitted to me that mum is "not well". She cannot wash up, make a cup of tea and I don't think she remembers how to read. Yet dad insists this is just old age and is very politely telling me to "butt out". My mum's brother has finally called me and said I need to do something.
So I am. Cleaning the house is the easy part - addressing the rest of it is harder than it should be.