Came back from a week of caring for my mother who fractured her ankle in two places from a fall. Problem is, she also has MS so her other leg is too weak to help her transfer to her wheelchair. So she's bedridden.

I've barely slept for a week. She had me up like a yo-yo ever 2-4 minutes doing stuff for her (LITERALLY, I am not exaggerating). Up and down during the ngiht. She could be very abusive. I was also sometimes very cranky due to lack of sleep and her lack of boundaries, which is legend.

I still haven't slept much because she called and woke me up last night after I had fallen asleep, and then called and woke me up early this morning.

I finally got 24/7 care set up for her. I was there when her first caregiver arrived. Turned out she spoke and understood very very little English. they couldn't understand each other. It took a while, but I got her someone else. I just called and she said she got a new person and she likes her.

Now that she has care, I want out of her life. It was hell. Hell. Hell.

No self care

No time to myself

as I said, she could be very abusive. Not surprising given her history and persoanlity (ditto lack of boundaries).

My brother refuses to help.

I hope I can pick myself up from this crater.

I have therapy this morning. I missed last week because I was with my mother. I hope it helps. I'm so asleep, my mind is mush, I don't know if it will help, but I hope so.

Thanks for reading.