I was not yelling dammit. Just frustrated.

Barbie58

Today I am sad, frustrated and angry.  At her doctors & the "let's get her an appt. in neurology- how about in April?" lackadaisical attitude, at her husband and at myself.  It was not a good day trying to help her - with the computer - again.  And other things.  Sigh. 

I walked out.  It's almost 24 hours later and I haven't slept.  Just paralyzed with anxiety, binge-watching NCSI all day.

My son with schizophrenia had some really bad voices that kept him awake until 5 am.  Happens when he is around emotional situations.  I'm listening to him sleep right next to me -- Hoping his dreams are okay.

 I love her with all my heart but . . . how do you deal with dementia in someone who has been a big fat liar all her life anyway?  And seems to take smug satisfaction in trying to prove you wrong.  

And man oh man, I could scream at the horror that is her house because of her hoarder husband? (You know it's bad when the tv show says it's too dangerous to film in from the pictures you sent them.)

How in god's name could social services tell my niece that the situation wasn't bad and they wouldn't get involved? Without a dangerous-obstacle-course . . . err .... I mean home visit?

I'm hungry a little. Didn't eat today. In N Out burger sounds good. Too bad I'd actually have to pause NCSI, move away from my computer screen, locate my shoes, keys & coat to go get one.  

gampiano

OMG I wish I could send you a burger right now! Hope you son has peaceful dreams tonight, and that you can get some rest.

mommyandme (m&m)

I’m thinking it’s time for some Uber eats, grub hub or door dash so you don’t have to move! Get em to deliver!  

You have a lot on your plate!  In mid stages (or my whole life) my mom could drive me crazy with her rightness about all things.  Seemed smug and stubborn often.  All my old mommy baggage would slap me in the face.  I feel for you big time. It’s just too much often. 

The clutter helps no one!  

I’m so sorry but glad you came here.  Keep coming back! 

prov1kenobi

m & m…..your posts pretty much descibe the situation that my wife and I are in. My brother is confused most of the time…he does not know where he lives, what day it is, what time it is, where his bed is, where his shower is ! This morning, he is pretty calm, which has given me a little time to write this. My life for the last 6 months has been confusing. My wife, my niecr, her husband, and I have been running like headless chickens, trying to make sure my brother is comfortable. my brother has lived like a borderline hoarder. He has kept alot of needless papers, kids’ toys, bags of  lawn fertilizer, garden soil, baseball/football cards, old clothes, 40 year old cans of used paint…. this stuff and a lot more is scattered throughout his house, hisvgarage, and two out building. He just seems to have everything. The big problem is that I vould not finfva screwdriver anywhere if my life depended on it. everything is scattered and hidden here and there. i looked for a loaf of bread that I put into a warming drawer last night. Now it is gone. probably hidden in his underwear drawer. This is so sad and funny at the same time. I wish I knew what my brother was thinking