Hallo my lovely friends, I know you won't mind me sharing this with you. I spent a few days with my Mum and Dad this weekend and was very sad to see that in the last 3 weeks my Mums cognitive behaviour has worsened yet again. My Dad continues to be overwhelmingly amazing - yes, hugely frustrated at time (she can be truly demanding and says some awful things) but also he's kind and loving and oh so sad as he watches his lovely wife of 47 years change in front of his eyes.
I guess I notice the changes in a more shocking way as I don't see her every day but I HATE this disease, I HATE what it's doing to my lovely Mum and how it's hurting my wonderful Dad. Today Mum had a bad day, she woke very very glum and to hear her sobbing whilst my Dad tried to comfort her was just heartbreaking - i had a good sob over the washing up. Mum didn't want me to leave today, she was convinced (for a while) that I no longer loved her because of her difficult behaviour and kept asking me why I had to go. I held her hands, stroked her face, told her how much I loved her but still she sobbed. PSP you are the cruelest of diseases.
Thankfully I managed to calm her down with stories of when I was little and then silly stories that made her laugh like a child but god was it hard to get in the car and leave them. Every time I leave the house I feel like a little piece of my heart has chipped off but hopefully I leave it there with my Mum and my Dad but I can honestly say, I now understand the true definition of heartbreaking.......
Thank you for listening x