My husband has schizophrenia and many health issues and last year dementia added to the mix. Our marriage has been a roller coaster ride since the get go.. (19 yrs) Getting him placed on medicaid and into a NH was a monumental task. He has been in NH for almost 2 yrs now. I visit him 2 to 3 times a week and he gets a 3 day pass every month (so far) to come home. I have never been so happy when he was placed. because 1. he required more care then I was able to provide and 2. was that I was suffering from caregiver burnout and his aggressive tendencies were slowly getting worse, thankfully he never has hit me but his tongue is like a whip @ times and he was getting into all kinds of mischief like ie. road rage, risky behaviors in/around the house like he almost sawed a finger off because he wanted to build something or wanted to use some insect spray on the dog that was not meant for the dog and on and on. Here is the thing, People ask me, they say, You must sorely miss him and you must be so lonely. And I just tell them a politically correct answer and then change the subject. While inside I'm thinking to myself, "Are you kidding, I'm having the time of my life" and then this guilt trip pain hits me and I tell myself that I shouldn't think like that. On the flip-side though, we get along much better now and the staff of the NH can get him to do things that me or the kids never could get him to do. Like, take a shower, eat, put a coat on when it's cold, stay out of the Texas heat. Is there anyone out there going through the same thing?
Actually no, life was so much easier. Even with working full time and going to visit him on my lunch hour. I finally had time to sit down to eat breakfast. I finally got to SLEEP through a night. But I would never say that. I felt guilty but I was glad he wasn't at home.