Three weeks ago my Mom moved in a house one house away from me. It has been the move from hell. The place was filthy filthy dirty and without us obviously knowing, totally cockroach infested. My husband and I have truly done everything within our power to make the move easier, including painting (which isn't finished yet) and other things. We had to pay for fumigators because she was living with millions of critters and this was sending her into depths of despair.

The point of this is........ my Mom is already suffering ill health that she REFUSES to be treated for. She has a number of niggly and persistent troubles that I think are looming in for something bigger. Since this move, she has been ill more often than not and for the second time in her life has experienced anxiety and melt downs too.

I have full access to her place and often pop in for a chat and a visit. Today is the second time I have gone over late afternoon to find her fast asleep. I just left. The first time it happened in the morning I wondered if she had died. Today I was terrified she had died in her sleep. But I didn't have the courage to check. I just left. Later, my son went over and found her groggy and feeling terribly sick with a sore throat and so on. I took over some meds for her.

But I thought she was dead! I am stupidly getting all these thoughts that I am going over to her house and will find her dead. There is nothing I can do to convince her to see the doctor.

I worry so much about her - I'm still shaking.

Sorry if this post is in the wrong place - but couldn't think of where else to post it.