feeling a little overwhelmed

If I ever doubted my need for Saturday help, it is gone. This was the first weekend in a long time that I didn't have a caregiver for my dad on Saturday. So Friday, Saturday, and Sunday were mine. I could write about how many times I washed sheets, cleaned the bathroom, got my dad to shower, did meals, cleaned up messes...but I won't. I could talk about questioning my skill level at this, wondering how long I will be able to keep this up, the loneliness/isolation I am feeling, or how far behind I am with everything...but I won't. Let's just say that Pat can't get here early enough for me today. It's MLK day and I have the day off, but I'll still be working in my office. But I won't have to get up to do meals, clean, wash, etc. And I may even go somewhere, in the car, away from the house. Imagine that. It's going to be a lovely day!