My daughter-in-law abuses me and I don't dare tell my son.
Two years ago I broke both my hips, and since I am 83 and suffer from advanced osteoporosis, there wasn't much they could do for me.
The first six months I spent at a recovery home, then I found a lovely caregiver who lived with me full time. It was expensive, but fortunately, my second husband left me well-off so I could afford it.
Then six months ago my only son who is 52 and married to a 36-year-old woman asked for my help.
He told me his wife had been laid off, and he was losing his home. He asked if they could move in, with my 3-year-old granddaughter and she'd take care of me like my caregiver and get the same salary.
I had always found his wife sweet and affectionate, and even though I'd miss my caregiver, I agreed.
It was a huge mistake. This woman is one thing in front of my son, another behind his back. When I ask for anything she takes at least an hour to respond, then throws whatever I ask for at me - be it a book or my tablet.
Since I can't walk, I am totally dependant on her. I wear adult diapers and she leaves me sitting in my own soil for the whole day until my son comes home. I have developed a painful burning rash that I'm afraid will deteriorate into bed sores.
My grandbaby is only allowed in my bedroom when my son is home. She says I carry diseases and am too dirty to touch her child.
She tells me I smell, that I'm disgusting and filthy and that the only reason anyone cares about me is my money.
My old caregiver came to visit me, and she watched us like a hawk, never left us alone for a minute. I can send my friends messages through my phone, but then I know they will call the police.
My son's wife, my granddaughter's mother will be arrested. His family will be shattered and it will be my fault. Sometimes I think I won't survive this long. I don't want to die. Please, what can I do to escape this nightmare without destroying my son?
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