Dear Ms Deb, i feel for you from the very bottom of my heart. My own scars are still, years later, so fresh im still crying after reading your post And taking a breather. I sleep w the pillow my grandma used while i cared for her and that gives me comfort. Most of it is a blur but I remember her calling out for her father, and the circular talks like youve described, tho i believe i wouldve caved much sooner if she had been asking for death. I slept next to her until she got the hospice hospital bed because she couldnt remember that she couldnt walk or what had happened to make that happen. If i was as strong as you are, she may have lived longer.
. Always remember that it is essential to care for the caretaker.
She’s obviously used to being handled a lot. Not ten minutes after putting her in quarantine she started rubbing on me.
