So I have schizophrenia and I live with my step grandmother. She’s been in my life since I was born. I moved in 15 years ago when my grandfather died.
My grandmother has Alzheimer’s. She basically has 2 families. Mine and hers. My entire life she has never spoken to her family. Now that she has Alzheimer’s she’s forgotten the things they’ve done. She’s invited them into our lives.
Her brother raped his own daughter and they had a kid. He’s never been prosecuted for it. The kid they had is around my age which is 43.
Her sister totally cut her out of their parents estate.
Her niece the one that her father rapped her called my grandmother and laid a sob story on her. She conned my grandmother into co signing on a car loan. My aunt made the bank repossess the car.
My family are the ones looking out for her. Her own family are nothing but parasites. Her forgetting about the things they’ve done is causing all kinds of problems.
My grandmother was drinking last year. She fell out of bed face first on a wooden floor. I called 911 and they took her to the hospital. She was 3 times the legal limit.
I have schizophrenia and I’m doing the best I can for her. I would lay down in traffic for her. When she fell out of bed we had a social worker show up on the doorstep. The whole side of her face was black and blue. The social worker asked if I did it. The blood drained out of my head. The first person they point the finger at is the crazy guy. The social worker said she was there because someone said someone was stealing my grandmothers money.
I had to take her credit and debit cards away last fall. She was giving her information out to scammers on the phone and in Emails. She thinks everyone is out to control her. We are and we’re not. We’re just looking out for her.
I take my grandmother to her doctors appointments. I do her grocery shopping. I make sure she eats. I put her medication out for her. I clean the house. The only thing my aunt does is make sure the bills are paid. I’m the one with the bank cards.
My grandmother is telling her church buddies people are stealing from her. You know how bad little old ladies and gossiping can be.
To top all of this off my mom was diagnosed with lung cancer a year ago. Small cell one of the worst forms.
I feel like I’m under a microscope with my grandmother. The social worker has been out of our lives for six months but could show back up at any time.
This is all on my shoulders to take care of her. I’ve gotta deal with her scum family the social worker and my what’s going on with my mom.
It’s hard enough dealing with my own illness and I have the rest of this to deal with. I’m so stressed out I’m smoking 4 packs of cigarettes a day. I told my doctor and he gave me Valium.