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Yes, I have a SIL who is very easily made hysterical. We leave her out of the picture except to take mom for a ride.
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Seenyapa, this is a tough one because unfortunately these types of accidents can be frequent and come along with the territory of caring for a loved one with ongoing chronic diseases. It
sounds to me like your poor sister
needs a break before she has a melt down. I remember going through this
situation with my dad and it's
exhausting and that's just one of the
many chores she.has to complete. If other siblings can help, if even for a
weekend it would really help. Also your sister cannot continue at this pace alone. Your family may want to consider outsourcing daily assistance such as a nurse or consider respite care if just for a short time period. You can also help by researching what assistance is available for your sister. Praying for your family.
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OOPS! The C. diff plagued him for a year.
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I'll bet your dad feels horrible about the unintentional mishap(s) and would clean it up himself if he could. Most parents don't want to be a burden on anyone.
I remember being in the position of cleaning and scrubbing all day when my father had C. Diff and it must have plugged him for a year. After each hospitalization that required an antibiotic, it would start all over again. Uncontrollable accidents everywhere. I made sure that he need not feel at fault.
I certainly understand your sister's frustration and a need for a break!
Best Wishes!
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Oh boy do I remember situations like this.

I cared for my dad for 5 years in my home and he was incontinent of bowel (for the most part). He hated wearing Depends and I would have to beg him to wear them.

My dad would awaken earlier than I but I was in that sleep state where I was kind of asleep but was keeping one ear on what he was doing (his room was down the hall from mine, a straight shot). He also had diabetes. If he spent too much time in his room in the morning I knew I would get up to a disaster. There were mornings when I would be scrubbing blood out of the carpet (from wounds on the legs) or wiping down the bathroom that was full of stool. To this day I have no idea how my dad managed to get feces on the shower door!

Or if I hadn't heard any trouble coming from my dad's room in the morning I would wake up, stumble into the kitchen, and before I had a chance to get my coffee my dad would say, sheepishly, "I made a little mess in my room." So I had that waiting for me as soon as I could wake up a little.

It was always something.
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