OK, I’m back.
Taking care of my mom with dementia at home with my sibs was such an honor. But it was so difficult, and I can deal with giving my kids a little less honor and a lot more peace of mind by one, not insisting on being cared for at home, and two, making my wishes known to not have them do all kinds of heroic measures to keep me alive. I do feel like my mom had some quality of life until the last two weeks so maybe things worked out just as they should, but, god, it was so stressful, and I wish that on no one.