My husband went in to respite for 2 weeks to give me a break after caring for him for almost 12 years. I was at breaking point as his behaviour altered dramatically after his medication was changed. I missed him dreadfully even though I was glad of the rest. Within 48 hours of him being back home I was back to square one and my daughters and his family convinced me that he should go back permanently. I felt ill at the thought and have booked him in for just 3 months. After just one week I am missing him so much even though I visit him. I feel as if I have abandoned him. He looks so vulnerable when I see him even though the staff say he is ok. All I really want to do is bring him home and care for him. I am split in half with grief. We have had a wonderful life together with two great daughters and four grandchildren and I know how blessed we are but my heart feels like lead and I cannot stop crying. My daughters say I should not visit so often as it affects me too much. I think of him constantly and imagine him missing me although I have been told that his attention span isn't great. I expect in my logical mind I can see the benefits but my heart is ruling at the moment. Is anyone out there going through a similar situation and if so how are you coping.
Hi,
I can identify with what you are going through. My husband went into care in November last year. I visit daily but have had a couple of breaks as I was advised to do.
We were married in 1966 so have had a long marriage which has been wonderful in all respects.
My husband went into respite in August but was so unsettled in the care home he self harmed,, this led to hospitalisation. So he was sectioned and kept there until November.
They did all kinds of twiddling with medication but he was still depressed, felt worthless, unable to see a future and missed me so much.
He did improve after a few weeks in his new care home and his medication was reduced but he is still desperately missing me.
Sometimes he has paranoid spells when the care staff are unable to reassure him all is well. These episodes are always about me, I am either very ill, dead, being robbed by other men etc. This may seem potty to us but to him it's very real.
I miss him so much I quite often cry myself to sleep, and cry on my way home from visits. I cry because I am still not sure he should be in care and keep questioning the advice given my medical staff. Basically he is in care because I couldn't cope. Looking back I just think I didn't react correctly when problems occurred at home. Like you I want to bring him home but I know from our conversations that home to my husband is no longer where we lived, it's our first house when we were first married 49 years ago.
So I know how you feel, sad, guilty, desperate. There are so many others in this boat all thinking the same, but it doesn't get easier, at least not for me.
The only thing we can do is to take one day at a time.
Love from me x