Forgive me if this sounds judgmental, it certainly isn’t meant to be. I get how difficult life can be when caring for a loved one with Parkinson’s Disease and speak from a voice of experience. I have been in that place where I was exhausted, frustrated and, honestly, pretty miserable. It’s not a good place to be and no one should have to live there. It was the realization that my husband loves me and would never want to cause me so much distress that finally gave me the courage to step up and talk to him about what I was feeling.

Probably the most difficult conversation was when I was actually able to say to him, “You may not think we need help, but I do.” I was wearing myself out trying to keep up with everything around the house and care for my husband too. There were never enough hours in the day and the things that got dropped were always those that mattered to me. I was simply going through the motions rather than living life fully. It wasn’t good for either of us. It was time to take a new approach, whatever that looked like, and my husband agreed.

Thankfully we had the resources to hire outside help. It started with yard work and soon I added some in-home help too. We now have a gentleman who helps with our lawn care, a caregiver who comes twice a week and a cleaning service who comes in twice a month. It’s not how I thought we would be spending our retirement funds, but it certainly makes things easier and gives me the opportunity to have a life too. Caring for my husband is still difficult at times, but it is not unbearable. And we are both able to find pleasure in each other’s company again, something I was afraid Parkinson’s had taken away forever.