I need to vent, bang my head against a wall, or just plain go crazy.
Ok....I'm caregiver to my grandmother, a task I never wanted or asked for. I've been doing this for four years now.
My mom....she has her own disability, though that occurred AFTER she left me responsible for Gran.
I was in a car accident two years ago and have a permanent back injuryt, along with a hearing impairment (My life just keeps getting better, huh?)
This is one of those days where I just feel so frustrated I could just scream.
When my grandmother needs help, guess who has to do it? From shopping, checking the mail, to answering the phone.....I'm the service provider.
My mom....when she visits, it just means more for me to do. Haul in her overnight bag. Go shopping, and yes - put all the stuff in the car.
The few times I have needed help the past couple years.....guess who I have to turn to? Me, myself, and I. Actually, for longer than that......
Car broke down last year, my mom would not help me. Sick with bronchitis - I had to drive myself to the doc, pick up my own prescription...and don't forget Gran's grocery shopping the next day (I was contagious, felt like I'd been run over by a truck, but oh well....).
Two years later, still dealing with a lot of stuff from the accident. Two tests for next week, Wonderful...get an MRI and then make sure the grocery shopping gets done, the trash can brought in.....
I try to stay positive, but sometimes I just want to break down.But I don't have the privacy to just CRY.
thanks for letting me vent.
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