Just a quick update
Jan. 18th, 2018 10:19 amMy father died Jan. 12, 2018, after an 18 month battle with lung cancer. He was ready to go, had told me that he had accomplished everything that he wanted to in life, and thanks to an experimental treatment, we had the summer and early fall before he was too weak to do much, and I spent a lot of time with him and got to say everything that I wanted before he died. I'm still horribly sad, but there are no regrets.
However, my stepmother has been showing signs of dementia since late summer, and it's getting worse. Yesterday was a bad day for me anyway, but receiving an email from her accusing me and my sister of somehow hogging all the grief because of our FB posts really sent me over the edge. I know that this is the dementia and her own grief talking, but I am really having trouble dealing with her right now. It doesn't help that I've been sick, so don't have any business going to a care home, and I don't have any way of getting out there (4 hour bus ride one way, and I'm not driving currently). Where as I don't have any regrets about my father, I have a lot of guilt because I can't get out there to help Devonne, but realistically, she wasn't letting me help when I could get to their condo before the went into the care home.
I know this is all hogwash, and I shouldn't let it affect me, but it does. Oh, well, today's a new day. And you know, realistically, if I spend the whole day crying, I've got every reason in the world to do so.
However, my stepmother has been showing signs of dementia since late summer, and it's getting worse. Yesterday was a bad day for me anyway, but receiving an email from her accusing me and my sister of somehow hogging all the grief because of our FB posts really sent me over the edge. I know that this is the dementia and her own grief talking, but I am really having trouble dealing with her right now. It doesn't help that I've been sick, so don't have any business going to a care home, and I don't have any way of getting out there (4 hour bus ride one way, and I'm not driving currently). Where as I don't have any regrets about my father, I have a lot of guilt because I can't get out there to help Devonne, but realistically, she wasn't letting me help when I could get to their condo before the went into the care home.
I know this is all hogwash, and I shouldn't let it affect me, but it does. Oh, well, today's a new day. And you know, realistically, if I spend the whole day crying, I've got every reason in the world to do so.
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