I'm Only One Person
I knew when I was 7 years old that one day, I would care for my mother. I watched my mother care for her mother and I knew someday it would be me.
My mother is in her late 80's. I'm in my 50's and have been doing this for several years. Her care needs increased dramatically in the past year.
Beginning at age 31, I took care of an uncle, then my dad, then a cousin and now my mother. My mother needs injections at least twice/day so I must be here every day at lunch-time and dinner-time. I don't have kids but I am married and have a professional career which, ironically, involves the elderly.
I have a sibling but my sibling can't help, for a variety of reasons, and of course my mother gets upset if I suggest that the sibling help, even just a little bit. My husband is very understanding but it would be nice to be at home with him once in a while.
I know this is a marathon, not a sprint, but this weekend just overwhelmed me. However, just writing this and having it read by people who "get it" has been helpful.