I am not new to this site, normally on the fibro forum. My mom has Alzheimer's. She was diagnosed six years ago. I cared for her in my home for one year, until I just could not do it any longer, I guess I am not emotionally strong enough and I really had a melt down. My sister (I have two) volunteered to take mom and mom has been there since. As many of you know, it simply isn't easy to care for someone with dementia. Mom has been declining and it is getting more difficult. She does have an aide that comes to my sister's home six days a week, and on Sundays, my other sister and I pick up my mom and take her out for the day. It's been this way for the past six years.
Over the weekend, I received a call from my sister who cares for mom saying she took mom to an assisted living facility, one that my other sister works at, she's an RN, and my mom fell in love with the place and asked "when can I move in?" Long story short, today is moving day. I am very excited for my mom and yet I also feel I am waiting for the other shoe to drop. With everything I have heard from people about "the move" I have such a knot in my stomach and yet mom is nothing but happy and excited. One can only hope this excitement lasts after she's moved in and we have to leave.
I'm just asking for some little prayers from you that all goes well and that I have the strength to get through this. It seems with every decline in my mom, I have felt a loss, losing her bit by bit and I think this is just another step in that process. Don't get me wrong, I am thrilled for my sister. Anyway, I think those of you that have been in my shoes understand what I'm trying to say.
Thanks for listening/reading,