I will never be an elder-caregiver again.

[Ilsa]

My MIL was total care the last couple of months of her life. I hired a little help to care for her during the week, but most of her care still fell on me. She finally passed peacefully, using morphine drops for perceived discomfort at home.

I won't have to worry about caring for my husband as he ages because because he died a few weeks before his mother. There is no doubt in my mind that this stress and other chronic stressors contributed to his demise. My sweetheart is gone. My children's father is gone. I won't have a partner in retirement. I had to make his mom's funeral arrangements. As I told the social worker, I feel fucked over in addition to being sad, depressed, tired, and angry.

BTW, I will be deleting my thread in a few days just because I don't want family accidentally finding it.

And that, my friends, has been my adventure in elder-caregiving.