I for one am absolutely dreading Xmas. It's nothing to do with Mum's alzheimer's, it's the fact that I will have a house guest and will have to feed everyone Xmas day and boxing day. I have been stressing so much trying to do the extra shopping and cleaning that I am light headed all the time. I wish the Xmas lark was over and to be honest, I'm very suprised my family are continuing to come, expecting to be catered for. Does the word carer translate as "Dogsbody" to others and I am simply unaware of it? Do they really thing we carers never ever need a break and we must instinctively love cleaning up and cooking for everyone?
I feel like I am going to crack. Is anyone else feeling like this with Xmas looming or am I the only big eejit playing Cinderella again this year?
Seasons Greetings (Bah Humbug!)
I feel like I am going to crack. Is anyone else feeling like this with Xmas looming or am I the only big eejit playing Cinderella again this year?
Seasons Greetings (Bah Humbug!)
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