As of today I've been directly involved in my MIL's day to day care for six full years. It feels more like twelve. Reflecting back though, I've reached the conclusion that it's all about perspective.
When I started on this journey everything about MIL's care seemed so daunting. But it's all relative, ain't it? Stuff we never pictured ourselves doing back when it all started eventually becomes the new normal. As the months and then years go by we grow a little wiser and learn to take each day as it comes, and brace ourselves for change because we know it's inevitable....that it's lying "out there" just out of sight, waiting - the NEXT big challenge. For me right now that's coping with delusions and all the Lewy Body ups and downs - which seem to be occurring more and more often - and the agitation that follows. I might.....MIGHT even take a Depend full of diarrhea over this. Just ONE though. Maybe.
Poop in the commode though? A little vomit on the floor? Invisible dogs?
Puff! Cake walk!