I’ve posted on the forum a few times and have read posts many times from carers, mainly as support to reassure me that there are other going through this! Thanks all!
My wife was diagnosed with PD over 5 years ago. Life has been difficult since then and I don’t think she has really responded well to the usual Levodopa type medication.
She has been under the care of a new consultant for the last 9 months or so who has treated her as a PD sufferer but has always said he has kept an open mind about her diagnosis. After a few problems last week she was admitted to hospital and the consultant has taken the opportunity to do an MOT as he calls it.
I’ve always said that one of the issues with my wife’s care is that no nurse or consultant has ever seen her for 24 hours. they see her for an hour at best and only when she is reasonably “good” because if she is feeling less than good, she simply doesn’t attend appointments.
After observing her for a week now he thinks that Lewy Body Dementia is more than likely. he has changed meds on this basis and she is now on rivastigmine.
For my part, I’ve taken the opportunity to relax and reflect and, although I am worried about the future, I’ve enjoyed the last few days.
The consultant and I spoke about the future a few days ago and the possibility of a care home for my wife was discussed. We are both still young though (early 60s). He says he has gently dropped the possibility into a conversation with my wife, although she has no recollection of this,
After a few days when she seemed to be responded well to new medication, I went to see her yesterday and she had relapsed. Lots of delusions and simply argumentative from the start. I walked out of the room twice. I got back to the calm of my home and I realised that this calm is what many people will enjoy. Simply getting on with their lives in a pretty relaxed way. Not thrilling or exciting but just muddling along. It made me wonder at what point could a carer say “enough”. Enough of the sleepless nights, enough of the delusions and hallucinations, enough of having to think for two people, enough of the lifting, enough of not being able to leave the house for more than thirty minutes alone, or two hours together, enough of starting a conversation only to find that my wife has fallen asleep, enough of the arguments and, probably, abuse?
We have two adult sons. They are very supportive of me and understand the strain that the last 5 years have placed on me.
I might be being totally unkind here. If so please tell me ( “in sickness and in health”, “get a grip” “stop being selfish” etc) as I need some honest opinions, amongst all of the guilt.