Depression woth dementia
Luckily she has passed to a different stage of the Alzheimers now, but for a while my grandmother would call me almost every day, saying she wanted to be DNR'd and she wished for it all to be over. She wouldnt call any of the other grandchildren with this, nor would she be honest about it to her sons(my dad and uncle, who I kept in the loop). The doc did put in the DNR in her file after multiple meetings with psychs and my dad, but I just had to listen to her day in, day out. Saying she wanted to die. Sometimes I would just... let the phone ring. I couldn't take it anymore. I feel guilty about that.
It's now gone to her just calling me and telling me the same story 5 times, which is ok. I will gladly listen to her talk about her tandem bike ride with one of the volunteers 5 times in a row. I love her, and I love the volunteers for being there when I can't. (I am chronically ill myself.)
Just... had to vent that. I hope its allowed.
ETA: I typed this while crying and totally messed up the title.