I have to vent. My brothers and I all moved our parents to their 2nd memory care facility. After 3 months of hearing how horrible it was and how miserable they were at the first facility and them begging us to put them anyplace but where they were, we found a place for them that was strictly memory care. Long story short, parents are still miserable. I was very involved at their last facility and visited them 4 days a week and took them on outings 2-3 of those days. My life was still being heavily impacted but I could at least go home and sleep. Well now there are more medical issues for the folks and I don’t want to continue being their “ voice” and driver and calendar coordinator but cannot seem to escape this duty. It just never ends. I’ve been to the ER with them after being called in the middle of the night from the facility. I’ve been called to come and take one parent away so the other parent can calm down. I feel like my entire life is on call for people who never even remember me being there. I don’t like the people my parents now are. They never wanted to be a burden, but that’s exactly what they have become. I can’t seem to escape the tentacles that are sucking the life out of me.