I have a mother with Alzheimers who lives in assisted living. I am her only family member near her and all of her care falls to me...outside what the facility provides. I feel guilty being frustrated because I know how much worse it would be if she lived with me, but it gets so hard sometimes. I hate watching her go through this, and I sometime resent the intrusion into my life. She chose to move here a little over a year ago from California and at that time immediately had a pacemaker put in for congestive heart failure. Her Alzheimers has gotten worse over the past year, basically short term memory, which I see diminish more and more every day. The only time I hear from her is when she needs something from me, and it is hard to be in a position where she doesn't appear to care about anyone else anymore except as it relates to what I can do for her. I love my mom a lot. but feel I have no support system of people who understand what it is like to live this with someone. My sister says that it is just part of being a caretaker and is completely unsupportive of what I am going through, like I deserve this because Mom chose to move near me. She doesn't want to hear about any of it and that is frustrating, cause sometimes I just need to vent to her. My husband and daughter are iving through this right along with me but they don't understand my pain and sadness as it is not their parent. They are more matter of fact about the whole thing and that is hard. So I look to this group to help me through as i try to help others through this. I just need a soft place to land once in a while where I can not be judged, just understood.
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