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I'm having a lot of difficulty looking after my "little" sister who was born with Down Syndrome and was the perkiest, cutest, cleverest little girl, always chattering or singing or playing jokes on the family. Fast forward 50 years and now she's 52, I'm 63 and she's failing mentally and has been for the last 10 years, but I just attributed it to ageing. Apparently, people with Down Syndrom get Alzheimers Disease (or other dementia) at a significantly higher rate than the "normal" population. Who knew? I've tried to be the same loving sister I was, but it is getting so hard. I find myself angry ALL the time and it's mostly at her. I know she can't help it, just like she couldn't help being born mentally retarded, but somehow I find myself blaming her. Since my mother died, (2007) I have no one to go to for relief of the stress. I could go visit my mother and bitch and whine and come back home in a calmer mood. Or have my mother over to our house to have a tea party with my sister and I, and feel not so alone anymore. I know there is nothing anyone can do for me...I just needed to vent. Life is so freaking unfair!! I know, no one said it would be fair, but it should be.
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