Mum has been overcome by depression today - the first time since diagnosis. She’s not been out of bed for three days, doesn’t want to eat anything and is saying things like: ‘I wish I wasn’t here’ and ‘I must have killed a robin’.
This is obviously very understandable but so not like her. She’s normally resigned but positive - her first comment after diagnosis was ‘Oh well, I guess I’ve got to die of something one day.’ Maybe the enormity of it all has only just sunk in. Her friends called round but she didn’t want to see them.
I’m not sure how to deal with it … the physical side of care seems much easier than this. I’ve tried to chat to her about how she’s feeling but she wants to be left alone. She says she feels she’s being a big nuisance.
Has anyone else experienced this? How do you handle it? I’m just praying she wakes up feeling brighter tomorrow.
