It feel like everything has been dropped on my shoulders. My mom needs to be in a NH now but I'm the only one working on it. Almost four hundred pages on documents printed just to find out how screwed her application for Medicaid is going to be. If she manages to get into the NH the $6800 price tag goes on my credit card to avoid cutting into the bank balance that they would have to split. I would have to hope I am repaid from her share. With her sundowning reaching epic proportions which allows for little to no sleep. I can't take much more of this. I actually hope for cancer. I hope for a heart attack. I hope for anything that will take this away from me.
I wanted to help. I want to be her for her but now I just want out!