Sandwich Generation

I haven’t written because life has been kind of out of control the last few weeks.  My wife has been overloaded with her job and a wedding for our son a month a way.  I have been trying to take up the slack for her.   My mother in law moved in with us 2 years ago.  We moved to a bigger house with a basement and have built out a mother in law suite.  We have had our share of struggles with her living with us.   She went to the hospital in June and she went to rehab for 2 weeks.  One nurse pulled my wife aside and told her she saw through her mom and that we could not keep living like this.  Her mom is nice to me but horrible to her mom.  The day before she moved back my wife put her mom on speakerphone and when she began to talk ugly to my wife I stepped in and told her mom she had 2 choices.   She could respect Cass and stay with us or we would find somewhere else for her to live.

Amazingly, her mom had been nice every since then.  The problem is her health is deteriorating daily.   We had a shower for our son and fiancé on Saturday and I’m not even sure how she made it to the shower.   Last night she fell and I had to pick her up.  We are to the point that we don’t think she can continue to live with us like this.  One option is to hire someone to help her.  But she doesn’t want to spend the money.  Don’t get that.  The 2nd option is to move her to a nursing home.  We really don’t want to do that but we are unable to care for her.  What a mess.  The sandwich generation is a real thing.