Hi, I rarely use this forum (sadly) but would like to share my unfinished experience.
My mum was diagnosed at age 55 in 2017, I was 26. I live in London but it took a year of appointments including mri scans, an eeg scan, a lumbar puncture, several memory tests for her to get a diagnosis.
Because of her age, she couldn't get access to some "older people" services. I got PIP for her without the diagnosis but had to fight to get her on the right ESA even after the diagnosis. She know receives both.
I was working full time from 2017 to 2020 and it was hellish. My siblings didn't care. One of them was living with us and wouldn't help at all with anything regarding my mum or the home. I eventually got her to leave in 2019 because she was abusive to me. None of my siblings help still and it's one of the hardest things to think about because they know I'm struggling.
Because of my age, none of my peers understand just how much I'm going through or even what dementia is or why I'm not free to go out whenever they're free. Also, explaining to neighbours and her previous friends why she's acting a certain way is sometime difficult, intimidating and I feel vulnerable for both of us.
Getting help from adult social services has been one of the most stressful parts. I still haven't had a day's respite over a year after the care package started. Submitted a 3000 word complaint. Carers are regularly 20 mins to 1hr 30 mins late, no message to warn me. My mum has threw visits from carers a day, so people in and out of my "home". Carers often don't turn up and I end up having to do their job myself.
I now work part-time (3 days) and started an open uni online chemistry degree and I just want peace. I'm sick of being a carer and having to think of carers and my mum constantly. Setbacks are always happening and only I can deal with them. Mum's symptoms change every few months and get worse and harder to deal with (aggression, restlessness walking around the house at night and getting lost in her home, incontinence). Even though she was diagnosed in 2017, in 2021 she is in the late stages of the disease so can't much for herself (apart from moving) and I manage everything in her life.
I desperately need a break but at this point I need to stop being a carer to truly recover and be happy again. At the moment I can't even leave the house unless I bring my mum, or book a carer to stay with her in advance (from the unreliable care agency) so I'm always indoors.
I feel trapped. I'm only thirty but I feel like my youth has been stolen from me. I wanted to escape my toxic family before my mum's diagnosis and now I'm tethered to them. I just want to be free.
Sorry for the depressing post. I'm sure many can relate to something I've mentioned and I hope you're able to work things out in your life quickly if you're also struggling.
My mum was diagnosed at age 55 in 2017, I was 26. I live in London but it took a year of appointments including mri scans, an eeg scan, a lumbar puncture, several memory tests for her to get a diagnosis.
Because of her age, she couldn't get access to some "older people" services. I got PIP for her without the diagnosis but had to fight to get her on the right ESA even after the diagnosis. She know receives both.
I was working full time from 2017 to 2020 and it was hellish. My siblings didn't care. One of them was living with us and wouldn't help at all with anything regarding my mum or the home. I eventually got her to leave in 2019 because she was abusive to me. None of my siblings help still and it's one of the hardest things to think about because they know I'm struggling.
Because of my age, none of my peers understand just how much I'm going through or even what dementia is or why I'm not free to go out whenever they're free. Also, explaining to neighbours and her previous friends why she's acting a certain way is sometime difficult, intimidating and I feel vulnerable for both of us.
Getting help from adult social services has been one of the most stressful parts. I still haven't had a day's respite over a year after the care package started. Submitted a 3000 word complaint. Carers are regularly 20 mins to 1hr 30 mins late, no message to warn me. My mum has threw visits from carers a day, so people in and out of my "home". Carers often don't turn up and I end up having to do their job myself.
I now work part-time (3 days) and started an open uni online chemistry degree and I just want peace. I'm sick of being a carer and having to think of carers and my mum constantly. Setbacks are always happening and only I can deal with them. Mum's symptoms change every few months and get worse and harder to deal with (aggression, restlessness walking around the house at night and getting lost in her home, incontinence). Even though she was diagnosed in 2017, in 2021 she is in the late stages of the disease so can't much for herself (apart from moving) and I manage everything in her life.
I desperately need a break but at this point I need to stop being a carer to truly recover and be happy again. At the moment I can't even leave the house unless I bring my mum, or book a carer to stay with her in advance (from the unreliable care agency) so I'm always indoors.
I feel trapped. I'm only thirty but I feel like my youth has been stolen from me. I wanted to escape my toxic family before my mum's diagnosis and now I'm tethered to them. I just want to be free.
Sorry for the depressing post. I'm sure many can relate to something I've mentioned and I hope you're able to work things out in your life quickly if you're also struggling.