My wife & I are fit, intelligent 73 year olds. My daughter (48) & her 6.5 year severely autistic boy are currently on their longest visit yet - 5 days so far, (but I wish they were going home tommorrow). Oh! the guilt, for not wanting to 'soldier on regardless'. Of course my misssus is much better at all this than I.
To give my daughter respite, we are watching, feeding & cleaning up after the boy for some 14 hours daily. He's a beautiful angel, destroyer of property, creator of tension, who while not doubly incontinent is likely to empty his bowels in bed or in the bath. We know that perhaps there is no answer, but would greatly appreciate any advice in coping, without losing the will to live.
Thanks in advance............