My dd is 27 years old, there has not been many days that go by that I haven't push and pulled her wheelchair, I receive no help with her care, she can not dress herself, bathe herself, can not walk at all and need much care....I know how you feel, but if she wasn't here my life would be crushed!
I know exactly what you mean. Christian has no self-help skills, he can't talk, wears diapers. But he is a pleasant happy (man-size) boy who gives us hugs, just learned to kiss a few months ago, and often hums "I love you" (think of your tone of voice when you say it.)
I feel the heart aching, chest crushing ache. I lost my dd 2 Christmas's ago, suddenly at age 29.
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For all her pain is gone, but with it so is my spirit, at any moment I just well up and cry in a memory. I wish she were here, selfish as it may seem she had a life, she was my child I bore.
Somehow your families need to know how to care and help, pitch in and make life for everyone so much easier.
They have to think for one moment what it would be like not to have your special person, and have another special ounce of compassion for each of you...
I bless you all.
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I'm so sorry you lost your daughter. Nothing could be worse. I lost a baby at Christmas--I know it's not the same but never a Christmas goes by that I don't think about her and wonder what might have been. My Christmases have never been quite the same.
We live about 400 miles from the nearest family. I'd like to think they would help with Christian, but I know they would not, even if we lived next door. They're all intimidated. They love him, but they don't *enjoy* him, if you know what I mean. They send him Christmas presents and birthday cards, but they would never just come up here and take care of him for a weekend(or even 4 hours.)
NOt long ago my BIL confronted my DH.MIL lives in a nursing home near them. He said it wasn't fair that SIL has to take care of their elderly mother
all by herself 
and we needed to sell our house and get our butts to Florida and do our share! (I'm so glad I didn't hear that conversation!

) DH was cool, though. He said, Okay, we could do that. Let's negotiate--we take a week with Mom and THEY take a week with Christian.

I"m thinking we'd get the better end of that deal. You never saw someone back-pedal so fast in your life. They emphatically DO NOT want anything to do with Christian(idiots!)
I bet there are a lot of strong high school boys that might be good back ups for you. I know in our area the high school kids all have to do community service for school as well as most of them have to do something for church as well. My DS17 babysits a lot for our neighbor's son who is autistic. Helping Christian would be something he would be very happy to do for his community service hours. I bet if you asked around at church or the schools you could find a couple kids to help out when your nurse is sick. If you don't ask, people don't know you need help
That's a good idea. We haven't had much luck with teens so far. I think they are very put off by the diapering(it is a little weird, with him being a nearly full-grown man, if you get my drift. I do have a 15yo girl who will pinch hit for me for an hour if I need her and she can get him off the bus in an emergency. But I don't ask her to diaper him. My DD16 is a wonderful babysitter, but she has her own obligations. I try not to use her too much since she already gives so much on a daily basis.
God bless you... you love your child, just hate the walk.
I hated changing my Dad's diapers,
I hated giving my Mom her baths,
I hated cleaning my son's cut foot every night....
But I LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVED them... and always will.
You are a blessing to him, as he is to you. Hang in there.
on another note, I lost my son whose middle name was Christian 24 years ago. The doctor told me he would be extremely handicapped if he had lived. I told him I would've preferred that to burying him....
You ARE blessed.
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I know just what you mean. I don't resent Christian, I just don't like certain parts of his care. Diapering and walking, mainly. We didn't know he would be handicapped before he was born. I was offered an amniocentesis, but we decided that God was sufficient no matter what. And He has been. But sometimes I am not. I try not to let myself feel guilty because I know I'm doing all that I can. And truthfully? If we were living in the before the 1960s we probably would have had to place him by now. I'm grateful to have Christian in our lives. He's such a joy. But he's also a handful.