OK, enough! I submit.
I could treat the 'cornflour down the sink' incident at weekend with some semblance of humour ...... whilst I recognised - if she can do that - what else might she do?
I have seen the direct and indirect effects on my child .... I know the strain too well of juggling job and family and all the time 'being on call' ... I have appreciated all my hubby has done to help support - if it's just 'odd errands' taking down a meal or to drop off her weekly TV guide .... or more importantly supporting me supporting her (including him pouring me the odd glass of Chardonnay without me having to ask! )
Today mum hit new heights .... I have long since ignored the lack of appreciation for any efforts - but my hubby had taken a day's leave to be with my son in his school holidays today while I was committed to working a full day ... instead he has spent most of it at my mother's repairing the damage she has done to her kitchen ....
My son feels neglected and cheated .... my husband was not thanked but berated for 'how long it took him to repair the damage'. The damage SHE had caused - only of course it was nothing to with her ..... griped about hubby to me later because he had needed to get home at lunchtime to ensure our son (on verge of some maturity and independence but not quite ready yet) was OK ... then felt forced to neglect sonny again to attend to the grandma who can be so cruel to him .....
How dare she not be the centre of the universe?
Well, mum, we are NOT OK. You - or this disease - is systematically ripping us apart ...... the three people who love you most in the world are at each others' throats because we are becoming so exasperated, so tired because we never get a break ..... not even a precious day's leave seems to go to plan - so tired because your needs always take priority ... so tired you are always right and we get it so wrong in spite of all our efforts and our sadness ...... which you have no cognitive awareness of .....
It cannot go on ....
I have CPN home assessment coming up next week and still waiting to hear on SSD referral .... I thought I would fight to the death to preserve my mother's supposedly independent living ..... but today - I am not so sure ......
Tomorrow I may fight another day ...... but for today .... the towel gets thrown in .....
Sorry to rant.....
Karen, x
I could treat the 'cornflour down the sink' incident at weekend with some semblance of humour ...... whilst I recognised - if she can do that - what else might she do?
I have seen the direct and indirect effects on my child .... I know the strain too well of juggling job and family and all the time 'being on call' ... I have appreciated all my hubby has done to help support - if it's just 'odd errands' taking down a meal or to drop off her weekly TV guide .... or more importantly supporting me supporting her (including him pouring me the odd glass of Chardonnay without me having to ask! )
Today mum hit new heights .... I have long since ignored the lack of appreciation for any efforts - but my hubby had taken a day's leave to be with my son in his school holidays today while I was committed to working a full day ... instead he has spent most of it at my mother's repairing the damage she has done to her kitchen ....
My son feels neglected and cheated .... my husband was not thanked but berated for 'how long it took him to repair the damage'. The damage SHE had caused - only of course it was nothing to with her ..... griped about hubby to me later because he had needed to get home at lunchtime to ensure our son (on verge of some maturity and independence but not quite ready yet) was OK ... then felt forced to neglect sonny again to attend to the grandma who can be so cruel to him .....
How dare she not be the centre of the universe?
Well, mum, we are NOT OK. You - or this disease - is systematically ripping us apart ...... the three people who love you most in the world are at each others' throats because we are becoming so exasperated, so tired because we never get a break ..... not even a precious day's leave seems to go to plan - so tired because your needs always take priority ... so tired you are always right and we get it so wrong in spite of all our efforts and our sadness ...... which you have no cognitive awareness of .....
It cannot go on ....
I have CPN home assessment coming up next week and still waiting to hear on SSD referral .... I thought I would fight to the death to preserve my mother's supposedly independent living ..... but today - I am not so sure ......
Tomorrow I may fight another day ...... but for today .... the towel gets thrown in .....
Sorry to rant.....
Karen, x