These days I am feeling more like his mother than his wife. I have to tell him to eat, serve him every meal. I have to do 2–3 loads of laundry daily. I have to remind him to use his walker, over and over and over. I have to help him shower and dress. I have to put my foot down when he is being ridiculously stubborn. I feel like I am chastising too much and yet these things are essential to his health and well being.
I am trying to find the balance, to speak kindly, to keep him in the loop on all that is going on with the doctors and appointments and assistance that I am requesting. I try to carry on like it is a discussion even though he cannot keep up his end and I know he won’t remember. I try to make him feel part of the decisions. I try to remember to be his wife and not his mother.
It is very hard sometimes.