We've been married nearly 48 years. Some of the years were turbulent when the children were small. He worked in a city environment, travelled a lot and probably drank too much. As the years passed and the children grew up he was made redundant and has been at home for many years. I left retirement until quite late, in fact less than two years ago.
Over the years he had trouble with his legs and was diagnosed with a condition which has deteriorated and means he tends to shuffle rather than walk (not PD). He's also had a recent fracture of his arm and had fallen a few times before this incident because of his feet/leg condition. This last time has really changed our life style, ie obviously he can't drive until the fracture has healed. Previously we had separate social lives which suited us both but now its as though we are stuck together. Don't get me wrong, I love him dearly but now he has suddenly turned into an old man who needs my help with dressing etc because of the fracture and his balance and I'm just so worried how the future is going to pan out. How do you distance yourself, ie stop asking him how he is and let him get on with it but still preserve "me". Gosh I hope I don't sound selfish because that isn't the case at all. I just wonder how its happened that we've suddenly become old.
I suppose what I worry about most is becoming a carer. Of course I'll do it but how do you cope. Oh dear, so sorry I've rambled.
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….but what can you do !!! SO he has had to go into a care home ...it is a lovely place with caring staff (we live inFrance) BUT it is costing me 3,500 euros a month ...and he STILL demands attention by phone, I visit every day (40km round trip) before I go I phone to see if he wants anything …..no, he says....I get there,...Oh, he says, I want some more shower gel, razor stuff, etc etc (the home provides all these things),,,,,,and the other day it was biscuits ….so off I went to the supermarket and bought all this stuff and took it straight back …………….then he has forgotten something else …….he just loves to have me running back and forth …..I often forget my own medical appts because of his demands ………………..this is NOT something I would wish on others....it is my hope that I will be fit enough to go off to Dignitas for £12,000 if I have ANYTHING left ...I would hate to be a burden on someone who would begin to resent it ………….that is MY choice ! c'est la