For the past couple months I have been diligently trying to find a substitute caregiver to give me occasional breaks. What a bumpy road. I feel like I take a step forward but then two steps back. I have had four people say…sure they would love to help me out…I even guarantee money. But, then they decide not to. I am going to stop getting my hopes up. I have found an agency. They are very pricey. However, I am thinking someone upstairs may be trying to tell me something. I have now made a decision to only use professional caregivers. Just won’t get as many breaks. Patiently waiting for the first Thursday of the month of November when I get to go to a support group. Hopefully they will have resources to assist me.
Through all this strife I have had my cards. They are my sanity. It gives me something to focus on other than the constant thinking of what will become of me, my hubby and my future.