My husband is concerned. My parents are concerned. My kids are concerned. This newly found responsibility that is 900+ miles away is overtaking my life. I went to my family doctor. I walked away with blood pressure medicine. I kinda figured that was coming. And then I decided to use my employer’s mental health services. I started going to a counselor. I am not sure it will help, but it does give a non-involved party for me to talk to. She suggested I get involved with the local NAMI (National Alliance on Mental Illness) chapter. There is a meeting for family members the first Tuesday of every month at a local church. Holy cow! These people are amazing! What a benefit! And is is FREE! I think I will start going more often. There is a “patient” support group as well. I think I am going to try to get my uncle to go to one out near him. I will just have to figure out the transportation part. But maybe there is hope.
Caregiver Musings 