Hello everyone
I have not been on here for a while,but there were days when I was with you many times each day.
what happened?
My dear dear partner, who had vascular dementia and crohns disease (with an colostomy that he did not understand) caused my life to implode before and during lock down for six years till I was beyond breaking point. A family and social work conference resulted in him moving back to the Midlands from Devon, into a nursing home near his two children. I agreed with this plan.
Last Monday he died very suddenly. His son phoned me to tell me speaking for about three minutes.
Since then I have been pretty much excluded from everything other than the group WhatsApp messages. I have had no involvement in the funeral arrangements, no one has phoned to see how. I am, and I feel totally adrift.
When I was caring for my partner I did so to the very best of my ability. I truly loved him. We were together 14 years. But only about four years before this truly horrid disease started to take him from me.
I am bereft, I am mourning, but alone. If dementia had not come into our lives, and he had died down here in Devon with me, I know I would have been the one making the arrangements with love and ❤ care, but now I have to go around 200 miles to a funeral that I don't feel I will be welcome at.
That's it. I had to share my feelings with you. Thank you for reading
I have not been on here for a while,but there were days when I was with you many times each day.
what happened?
My dear dear partner, who had vascular dementia and crohns disease (with an colostomy that he did not understand) caused my life to implode before and during lock down for six years till I was beyond breaking point. A family and social work conference resulted in him moving back to the Midlands from Devon, into a nursing home near his two children. I agreed with this plan.
Last Monday he died very suddenly. His son phoned me to tell me speaking for about three minutes.
Since then I have been pretty much excluded from everything other than the group WhatsApp messages. I have had no involvement in the funeral arrangements, no one has phoned to see how. I am, and I feel totally adrift.
When I was caring for my partner I did so to the very best of my ability. I truly loved him. We were together 14 years. But only about four years before this truly horrid disease started to take him from me.
I am bereft, I am mourning, but alone. If dementia had not come into our lives, and he had died down here in Devon with me, I know I would have been the one making the arrangements with love and ❤ care, but now I have to go around 200 miles to a funeral that I don't feel I will be welcome at.
That's it. I had to share my feelings with you. Thank you for reading