Being a full time caregiver is tough. Putting another adults needs above your own, day in and day out for months, or years. ..is a challenge. No matter how much you love them or how much they’ve done for you. …it’s hard.
Your with them 16 to 24 hrs a day. Everyday. 24 hrs a day each weekend. There are no vacations. Even if you manage 24 hrs off…your mind is there with them. The Toileting, dressing, bathing, brushing, cleaning, feeding, empathzing, listening, commiserating, transferring, lifting. It’s work. Physical and emotional. WORK. For zero pay.
But you do it, it of love . It’s the right thing to do. You WANT to be there. Then you have to deal with the”judges” thr ones who do next to nothing to care for someone, but find the need to judge how YOU do it. They slink in at the end if people’s lives to offer meaningless help. ..and to inquire about Financials. ..where were they during the diaper changes…the up all night anxieties. ..the baths, the doc appointments? Where?
They were living their FREE lives. Unencumbered. Couldn’t be bothered. Their lives are busy and important. They’re jealous that you seem to have too much control. Never considering that perhaps you never wanted this responsibility. Never asked for it.
You give up a normal life. ..caring for someone who you know would do the same for you. ..and had. You expect nothing. But deserve the respect from the ones who couldn’t be bothered.
Keep digging. All the way to the hell that you’ve earned.