When carers go bad

What a day! My mum, carer for Clem, was taken ill 10 days ago. After a trip in the fast flashing ambulance she was delivered at hospital. Did I go with her? No, I couldn't I had to arrange respite for dad. Husband called, Clem was got up, showered and dressed and dispatched to what I now call Daddy DayCare. Thanks to a fabulous social worker who arranged the placement in 30 minutes. In fact getting him up and out was harder. Social workers get a bad rap most days but his is faultless so far, after a stream of time wasters, case closers and patronisers we have struck gold this time. I finally arrived at hospital to be told they were waiting for a scan and blood tests as there appeared to be a problem with her gallbladder and pancreas. Phew, painful for her but straightforward to fix, hopefully. That was 28th Feb, Thursday. Last Saturday I went to visiting to be told she could come home, I immediately spoke to the consultant and advised of her situation. If she is released she won't come back, she will find an excuse as this means Getting respite again and she is reluctant to do this any time. He agreed to keep her in until the MRI scan. Then Sunday came........ Confusion, voices' conspiracies events, lectures, garden parties, parties, protests, deaths........all fabricated. In the last week she has imagined....but believes to be true My husband left taking the kids, this was quite offensive to him. I died, obviously not, my dad died but seemed fine when I saw him today. Her ex daughter in laws mum became her best friend... Think not. Her best friend spent two days singing happy birthday on the carpark....her eldest granddaughter lectured every ward in the hospital....she is a beautiful speaker ...... The list goes on.......a funny one my husband sees to prostitutes at night as his job. Why does he get all the fun dreams???? I took my dad to see her today, he has sever dementia. On the way back to Daddy Day care he said she looks unwell, and confused... She doesn't like to be on her own... Needless to say she has had a breakdown, that's what comes when society expects people to look after partners and siblings because it saves cash. In this case it is going cost the state so much more. Get well Betty, Happy Mothers Day..