This is Hard
As the youngest of 4 kids, it has fallen to me to carry the bulk of this load caring for our parents. They still live independently, but dad's health is not good, due to COPD. I recently helped them move into a healthier apartment (mold in the old one) and was on my own with them, even having notified my siblings of the move. Almost $1000 and I doubt I'll see any reimbursement.
Mom lies. She's always been the princess, expecting others to make sure her life is grand. I love my mom, but HER mother is still alive at 103.
I'm terrified mom will live that long. She's almost 80. She's losing her mental faculties at least a little bit. She makes up "facts" about other family members.
I constantly have to remember to not believe everything she says because I end up mad at the rest of the family. She acts the martyr, to the point where everyone feels so bad for her and builds her up to be this saint. She is a pro at setting us against each other. But I still love her. How can this be?
Dad is depressed. He doesn't remember some of the move, like when the movers brought the beds and recliners into the new place. That scares me. He gets medical care at the VA and it's pretty good here. But I love my dad and will miss him so much when he's gone.
I'm frustrated and very very tired. I have my own medical concerns that I'm still adjusting to.
Things like this stress me out so much and I end up having allergic-like reactions to things I normally wouldn't. Mostly though, I'm just tired.