Some of you will remember that my husband has Alzheimer's. The plan at present is to keep him at home as long as possible, using in-home supports as needed. Also, I have a physical disability limiting my ability to stand and walk.
Currently, my husband has developed a painful condition in one leg (tentative diagnosis, bursitis) making him have some of the same problems as I have. So now, not only do I have to do things like scheduling his appointments and dispensing his meds, but I am doing all the cooking and putting things away. I am definitely finding this challenging and tiring.
I described it to my daughter thus: He will continue to decline, and at each stage of decline, I have to adjust my expectations and my role. Not the easiest thing for an autistic to do. My goal is to not only support his health, but for both of us to be happy during these declining years.
We are using two mobility scooters now. I said we should each wear a fez and look like the Shriners in local parades, weaving around on our little scooters. Ha ha.
Yesterday my 2-hr-a-week new college graduate home assistant was here, and I finally admitted I was unable to keep up with my paperwork, and taught her how to do my filing. It was SO HELPFUL. If I needed a stapler or a label, she could go get it for me, rather than me have to stumble around the apartment fetching it myself. Hand her some paid bills - voila, they are immediately filed.
No real big complaints here, just feeling a little bit pushed to my limits.
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