So yeah time for an update.
Struggling here a bit. They moved her from the hospital to a rehab center. Discovery signed her up to the Care Co-ordinator program, which gives her an additional 2 weeks of rehab care.
But the reality is hitting home, and not dealing with it well at the moment. She can't come home due to having progressed needing 24/7 care now. If she comes home she is going to, is going to need my full attention for whatever time she has left. She has lost a ton of weight, we know we are getting towards the end stage now.
I am fine with her dying, it is the part of her being with me 24/7 since 2000 that is getting to me. I have been alone for more than a month now, that aspect is catching up with me.
You would think being alone, would be a holiday, but turns out you end up having more stress expecting a call she has passed or something. Still suffering from PSTD from last year, still wake up in the middle of the night at the slightest noise, getting less sleep, and roll in bed endlessly.
I am scared for when the depression eventually hits me, I have a impressionable personality, it wouldn't be take much to turn to drinking or some other thing to cope.
Just trying to work it out, she isn't dead yet but honestly she might as well be.
So yeah I am fcked either way.